i feel sometimes that she's not missed at all
i feel this time that she's been left behind
i feel sometimes that she's neglected
i feel sometimes that she will rise
why has her life been dismissed?
has her life been dismissed?
cold december day i walked in
her skin was bare the tears rolled down her face
they're tears of fear death takes her place
today is not a good day she left the life she lived
today is not a good day she left the life she's given