silent nigth no one is around her, tears are fallin' down without a reason
drops of the pride that made her strong on our sweet wasted time
dance in the air , she feels confused reflectin' her pallor thru the folds of shadow
photos of ghosts are comin' true from her liquid eyes
it's too late now for the promises she made me
it's too late now for joy or repentances
no I can't help her I've just closed my time to dream
no I can't help you your love made my heart made of stone

MAY 2003