Have you heard about the death,
my friend? a victims short life,
was forced to an end no pallbearers,
guests, no service to speak of,
just tears of frustration from a force to kill the
love. In a short time, so much said and done late night
calls on the phone, love songs at dawn we've barely
hugged goodbye, and I wont just sit and cry.
Instead what could've been love,
I must now force to die Death of a feeling,
loss of a friend, I wonder if we'll ever meet again
(repeat 3x) will we ever meet again.
........ I must spend my time wisely,
Ive got no time to just sit and cry I didnt want to
have to force this feeling to die.
.... Death of a feeling, loss of a friend I wonder
if we'll ever meet again. We will never meet again.