I'm reaching out.
I'm sending a signal
that I hope you'll intercept.
I wonder if you hear me.
Night time comes.
Darkness falls upon my
little world.
I'm starting the feel
the coldness,
the emptiness.
Overcome, but I'll
endure.
I'll live another day
for sure.
Living.
Just existing.
Looking for a smile
in a sea of faces.
Time comes,
time flies.
Now I live like
the dead alive.
My soul hungers for
some love.
All I can do is
have a drink,
take a sleeping pill,
drift off and hope
that within a dream
I'll find what don't
have in the world outside.
I'm empty.
So empty.
When the night is
gone I'll awake
and once again
put on my smile
and try to fake
the happiness that I don't have.
I'm empty.
So empty.