Hours, days, weeks, years.
Time still ticks even when you're gone.
Him, her, them, us.
We're still stuck here, staying strong.
1, 2, 3, 4.
The days have been whirling by.
August, September, October, November.
The end of each month make me want to die.
But who can say how long it's been
When you lose someone you love?
Who can say the days aren't long,
When nights bring your only drug?
Who can say the pain will fade
In a matter of time?
It might, but it might not.
You don't know if you'll be fine.
It's still dark
In your heart,
And it's difficult to start
Emotions from logic.
And they say you're smart,
But it's all just so hard.
You wish you weren't dealt these cards.
And the edge comes so tragic,
But you don't know if you'll fall.
And who can say?
Who can say
"You'll be okay"?
Who can say.