• I'm walking down a lonely road;
    My once peaceful soul is growing cold.

    Its raining now and puddles grow.
    My dismal heart is beating slow.

    I stop and stare into the sky.
    My past comes back as I start to cry.

    I think of her and what we had.
    She left me so alone and sad.

    I need to find a better start;
    I want someone who knows my heart.

    Someone to love a dismal being;
    with his heart and soul rapidly depleting.