Take me back to 4/9,

the day that I just lost my life,

the day where the truth be told,

and no one knew you felt so alone.

Take me back to 11:55,

an hour after I just started to work,

but I could feel something wasn't alright.

Take me back to the morning before it happen,

back to the night when we were just talking and laughing,

I could never see it in your eyes,

all of the pain that you hide. 

You turned around and gave up without a fight,

now I'm telling you that I'm not alright.

It still runs through my head,

the songs they played while you were laying at your death bed.

I can still feel the tears run down my face,

looking at you brought so much pain,

I wasn't able to see the next night,

broke a routine that seem just right,

but I guess you couldn't see the light.

All I could see was the bright yellow flowers,

as the lowered you down into forever.

Not even a kiss goodbye,

you left my heart broken,

and I still don't know why.