They say what goes up, Must come down,
But my feet cant seem to reach the ground,
Because when you walk in the room,
It spells my inpending doom,
As my heart does a Sonic Boom,
Leaving me high as i race across the stary sky,
And i can not lie,
Id rather die,
Than go on without you....
Yes, its true,
As my vision fades to blue,
Id rather die, then be without you....