Sad
All the photographs were peeling
And colors turned to gray
He stayed in his room with memories for days
He faced an undertow of futures laid to waste
Embraced by the loss of what he could not replace
There is no reason that she passed
And there is no god with a plan
It's sad. and his loneliness is proof
It's sad he could only love you
It's sad
The door swings to a passing fable
A fate we may delay
We say holding on delivered in our own brace
He let 'em as he laid in bed
Hoping that dreams would bring her back
It's sad and his loneliness is proof
It's sad he could only love you
It's sad
Holding his last breath
Believing he'll make his way
But she's not forgotten
He's haunted he's searching for escape
If just one wish could bring her back
It's sad and his loneliness is proof
It's sad he will always love you
It's sad
Triste
Todas las fotografías estaban pelando
Y los colores se volvieron grises
Se quedó en su habitación con recuerdos durante días
Se enfrentó a una avalúada de futuros que se desperdiciaron
Abrazado por la pérdida de lo que no podía reemplazar
No hay razón para que ella haya pasado
Y no hay dios con un plan
Es triste. Y su soledad es prueba de ello
Es triste que sólo pudiera amarte
Es triste
La puerta se mueve a una fábula que pasa
Un destino que podemos retrasar
Decimos mantener entregado en nuestro propio aparato ortopédico
Los dejó mientras se acostaba en la cama
Esperando que los sueños la traerían de vuelta
Es triste y su soledad es prueba de ello
Es triste que sólo pudiera amarte
Es triste
Sostener su último aliento
Creyendo que se abrirá camino
Pero ella no se ha olvidado
Está embrujado, busca escapar
Si sólo un deseo pudiera traerla de vuelta
Es triste y su soledad es prueba de ello
Es triste que siempre te amará
Es triste