When alone in the dark
All I can do is think of you
Thinking about he fun we used to have
Taking strolls in the darkest of nights
Sharing so many secrets
Making promises we would never break
When alone, I cry
Missing all those wonderfull things
Living with the heartache
Almost wishing I could forget
Feeling the darkness aproaching
Trying not to remember
Even though it's hard when the memories creep up in my dreams
When alone, sometimes I can hear you
When alone, so many things tend to dwell in my mind
