Is my heart still beating?
Can my lungs still draw breath?
How can I ever go on living
If Edward is not longer there?
For my own good, he said it was
For my own safety and health.
Then why is it that I'm broken
Cut to pieces like fragile glass?
Before he came, I was lost here
But then I felt the touch of his arms
That held me close, together, sane
Amidst this world of crazy deeds.
Each night I see him still
In dreams or nightmares (either one)
When my thoughts take me away
And to sad reality bring be back.
Now my life is ever at risk
Each time that before hazard I stand
To hear him whisper behind me
Either happy, stern or sad.
Please, come to me, Edward
Before agony consumes my soul!
Return to me and lead me on
To the place where I first found love.
His voice returns to me
Such sweet sound...