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.
