cott: (from creed) It's been a long day at the bottom of the hill, she died of a broken heart. She told me I was living in the past, drinking from a broken glass.
Chorus: ( Maynard and Scott) I'm alone [I never wanna be alone], now I [now I] try to face the cold. I'm alone [I never wanna be alone], now I [now I] try to travel home.
Scott: I walked down to the other end of the day, just to catch those last few rays. I held out my hand and slowly waved goodbye, I turned now my eyes up to the sky.
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(Both) She'll come back to me. [She'll come back to me.] She'll come back to me. [She'll come back to me.] All alone in this mysery. She'll come back to me.
Maynard: I held out my hands into the light and I watched it die, I know that I was part to play. My god, my time to die. Never want to spend my life alone.