• You left me here,
    All Alone,
    Nothing to hold,
    Nothing to own...

    I was gone and forgotten,
    Standing in this line,
    Of people waiting on deaths toll,
    You left me behind...

    How could you torture me?
    Each passing day I thought...
    Me and you could be 'we'...
    My fantasies are for naught....

    Stepping up in line,
    I see the sorrowful sign,
    "I'm leaving you behind"
    A knife that pierced my mind...

    You are leaving me standing here,
    Far far in the past...
    Tears like silver daggers...
    You were the last...

    Why did you leave me here?
    Standing in this line...
    Hearts of crystal shattered,
    Shards stabbing my mind...

    Standing in this line,
    waiting for you to wish...
    That you would simply leave me behind...