as i see the sun falling down
old memories rise in my mind
memories of hope,memories...
how could i be so blind...

i see the sky's turning red
images,pictures in my head
that little boy who wished to be
funny,that little boy was me

yelling,crying from the heart
for a better tomorrow to come
things just keeping being the same
and no one show up to blame

hope...that thing that holds
that thing that also can kill
draining slowly from my soul
draining up my power of will

the sun is gone now,it's night
seems like i'll never feel allright
seems...i'll just wait for daylight