Somewhere, maybe on the dark side
later, maybe here on earth
death is, maybe a beginning
life is, way too short to live
Sometimes I feel like I'm going mad
and sometimes I feel like I'm going home
sometimes I feel like I'm going mad
and sometimes I feel like I'm going home
Raining tears, from a black sky
raining tears, from a black sky
and all I have left, is a picture of you
and you bet that I regret
not taking care of you when you were alive
Inside, deep into my marrow
you pierced into my soul
left me with a dark impression
hollow, aching for your care
If I ever see your face again
I don't know if life repeats itself
losing your life wasn't easy the first time
dont't know if I can do it again
Sometimes I feel like I'm going mad
and sometimes I feel like I'm going home
sometimes I feel like I'm going mad
and sometimes I feel like I'm going home
I don't believe in what they say
that theres is an othe side
but I, I live on the hope that I'm wrong
Raining tears, from a black sky
raining tears, from a black sky
and all I have left, is a picture of you
and you bet that I regret
not taking care of you when I had a chance