It\'s starting to seem that I know death more than life.
Is it just me, or are the numbers not adding up right?
I take a deep breathe, but the pain is still there.
I\'ve tried to hold on to you; but I\'m still gasping for air.
I hold you in my dreams, but it won\'t be the same.
Just this one last time will you call my name?
Your voice rings in my ears, echoes from the past.
It\'s not over I scream. But life isn\'t made to last.