The Leaving

I feel the horror coming, I feel it crawling up spine - close the door, I'm loosing something good I know that I've been listening way too often to what they said Sad, sad, sad, sad Oh sad So many times I heard a word and nobody did speak - expectations no one ever had Fight in the night, doubt in the light, so dance around my bed Sad, sad, sad, sad Oh sad Leave me here Leave me where you found me Oh, how I knew that she'd be leaving on the very first of spring: A hug, a kiss, a fare-thee-well with love But then in august her first sunbeam woke me up and she's away Sad, sad, sad, sad Oh sad Leave me here Leave me where you found me No matter what You were coming for How I fear, I believe I don't believe in me anymore (...) Sad, sad, sad, sad How I fear, I believe, I don't believe in fear