How do one prepair to say goodbye
when it is you whom are every tick in the clock,
every drop on the windshield
as the rain falls from the black sky.
I can not see the road no more.
How do I say goodbye
when I can hear your soul whisper for help
softly against my tears as I hold you in my arms..
When the cruel face of pain grant you no peace
and leave your delicate lips without one last smile.
How can I say goodbye
when you are the colours of the Earth,
the light in every star and the breeze that
touches the world inside this wounded soul.
I can not find myself no more.
My voice is silent
Your beautiful face so pale
as if snow got here early and decided
to rest upon it
I can not say goodbye