the loneliness inside,the happiness that dies
Im again afraid to look in his eyes
His eyes tell it all
he's standing on the edge to fall
I can't help him, he's on his one
Im with him, but he is all alone
We look at the waves, as we stand by the sea
Then I noticed he was looking at me
Not ready to tell, but wanted to be hold
Because of the pain, not of the cold
Ready to cry, he played with the sand
Ready to die, we hold eachothers hand
He doesn't believe in a happy end
After what he's been trough, he just can't
I want to help, to help him trough
But I don't know if I can do
I will try and I'll never stop trying
But maybe he will never stop crying
It doesn't matter I understand
And I'm happy as long as we hold eachothers hand