• When I first looked you in the eyes
    A pact from our thoughts were made
    We weren't to live without one another, we couldn't

    When your fingertips go cold, and you're heart motionless
    I will bid this world goodbye
    And return to you

    And where ever death takes me
    To the stars, or to nothing
    I still will take peace in knowing that I never have to take a breath of air...
    Without you