It doesn't matter the day it was
Cold winter morning in the sun
No words in mouth
Tears in the eyes
With ripped hearts
Where the birds sang
And the day began to turn to night
No way out, drifting outside
And not to know to say, and never forget the time
At the end the bad news came true
Worst nightmare, but it ́s real and cruel
What could I do to help, and help myself
The shock is confused
When the skies fall into your head
And the ground disappears at your feet
And the tears slow down in your face
With nothing else, nothing else to say