The World Behind

Thinking to you
Waiting for who
i'm always alone
me and my soul
cannot sleep
the pain is pulsing deep
perhaps what i told to myself
is only a lie
perhaps the only thing i deserve
is only to die
closing my eyes
stopping to breath
no beating heart
no blood in my veins
all ends here
no other stop
no one waiting
for me there
no one take care
no breathe, no air
I'll leave the sunshine
To the flowers.
I'll leave the springtime
To the trees.
I leave the old folks the memories,
Of a little babe on their knee.
I leave the nighttime
To the dreamers.
I leave the songbirds
To the blind.
I leave the moon up above,
To those I love,
When I leave the world behind.