Waking up to the smell of summer though it's late fall
We arrived in the morning after the blood had stained the floor
We waited for hours
We had lost it all
The test had shown what I all ready knew
Death had come for a visit late last night
Where are all the answers when everything is wrong?
No one has the answers when everything is gone
I hate the smell of summer though it's late fall
We leaving as the sun sets
The car is hot but I am cold