The Silhouette

there was a change in your voice you told me i was right; i was wrong so i wiped your tears to tell you never not to ever care about me i climbed the side of the mountains to save you once again but seeing the overhead on the edge showed me you weren't there you left to the creek where he came to bless you but for every time i yelled, you heard so i set my clock to six in the morning i get dressed and leave and seven and a half turning back was least optional but what's the use of moving when you're numb? you're immune to me and you don't love me but in a memory you'll be with me