All Alone
I sit here all alone,
in the darkness of the night.
Wondering what I can do,
to make everything all right.
I question what went wrong,
with all the things we used to do.
Unsure of where or when,
things began to come unglued.
The sound of your voice,
was sweet music to my soul.
Now everything is gone,
so bleak and so cold.
I sit here all alone,
in the darkness of the night.
So damn afraid,
I can't make things right.
Written By Raven 2007
