As night falls, in a pitch black room, as you sleep i lay my hands to caress your skin as i lay my cheek on your back, i silently weep The scent of your cologne locked forever in my memories. Silent in the dark, I hold you tightly. Knowing I have to at one point let you go, and perhaps tomorrow may be forever, hurts me so. In my head the saddest Sonata plays its tune. Reminding me of the path that i must carry out through Here lies the greatest man, that i will have ever held. But because my heart is cold, i must let him go. How can one be dead, yet so alive? All i wanted was to be loved but the thought of all that there is, coming to an end. blocks my heart from loving so. If only you could sing to me If only you could break into me perhaps my soul and heart can find each other and make peace, changing its tunes, breaking the moonlight sonata that my heart weeps to every night.
