2Late

Once we've forsaken who we are,
To learn from different pasts
That everyone comes aparts,
From the pain of a broken heart.
Still I hoping you'll save me tonite.

And now those heated floors of yours won't save me
From the cold inside me.
I'm here all by myself,
Setting out with all my doubts
About the confusion that panics me.

I use to wonder about life without
And now all I know is life without.