Each day as evening starts to set
The ache builds in my chest
I know I must go to bed
And try to get some rest
I hug my tearstained pillow close
When no one is around
And cry for the one I loved and lost
And scream without a sound
Others see me in the day
And think I\'m doing well
But every day as evening sets
I enter my own hell
Time hasn\'t healed my pain at all
Or quieted my fears
So every night, alone in bed
I shed those silent tears.