My soul screams for redemption,
my heart cries out for you.
Longing for sweet salvation,
but that will not come true.

My heart will need some mending,
my mind needs peace of course.
And I? Iíll stop pretending,
if needed Iíll use force.

Iíve got to stop and realize
that you are gone for good.
I shouldnít go on living lies,
not even if I could.

Life will go on without you,
the earth wonít stop to spin.
Although itís easy to do,
I canít give up, give in.

Give in to the longing inside me,
give in to the need to deny.
It will take some time but Iíll see
that thereís more than the option to die.

 © Clautje West 2000