It's like walking down a lonely road,
in a town where strangers live.
Where their eyes are cold and distant,
and they have no love to give.
It's like a cold winters night,
and the rain's about to fall.
And you haven't seen a friendly face,
and you have no friends at all.
Well, that's the way it's been with me,
ever since you went away.
Every week seems eternity.
Every hour seems a day.
Written By
~Sin*ful~
a.k.a.
"MeloDe"
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