Searching For A Reason To Carry On
by As the Sun Sets· from Each Individual Voice Is Dead In The Silence
all I ever wanted was a place to call my home, your hand to hold. Watch it all fade away,
watch my love fall short of my dreams. I drown in sorrow, take one last look back, at
what is left I cant continue to live like this, when will this emptiness pass? Carrying
images of yesterdays. Life become hopeless. Am I bitter or am I dead?