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I'm watching you through stained-glass windows Painting yourself a thousand sorrows A thousand yesterdays with no tomorrows Bland shades of blues and grays I watch your tears wash the storms away Your empty canvas may mean nothing to ordinary people But I can see the life you had on that blank, desolate eisle And still I choose to stand outside in the rain My humble covered selfishness masks I'm the one truely in pain I hope you stayed strong without me by your side I'm sorry I wasn't there but I pray you painted me in your mind Why would you leave me all alone It's something I can't understand And when the machines stop their beeping you won't hear me leaving I'm sorry I wasn't there to hold your hand... From Letras Mania