the way it used to be,
The joy and laughter that we always shared,
The way you always made me feel so free,
So why am I now feeling cold and scared?
It started on the day you said goodbye,
I thought that you were playing silly games,
But you walked out and never told me why,
Since then it hasn't been at all the same.
My world is cold, with darkness all around,
With only shadows of the way it was,
Now emptiness and loneliness abound,
I'm scared, and people tell me it's because
Dependence is a thing that I have known,
Since I have lost you, I am on my own.
Dependence is another word for love,
At least that's what it always meant for me,
I needed you like cold hands need a glove,
And all that time I thought that I was free.
I looked to you for comfort and for strength,
I knew I couldn't make it on my own,
I tried to follow; you kept me at length,
You were my pillow, now you're just a stone.
Now here I am and don't know where to turn,
I'm floundering and sinking one last time,
And like a child, I have so much to learn,
With mountains up ahead that I must climb.
Without your love, I'm really on my own,
I wish I didn't have to be alone.
by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul