[better-than-ecstasy]

oh why? that's what I keep asking
was there anything I could've said or done?
oh I had no clue you were masking
a troubled sould, oh God only knows
what went wrong
ad why you would leave the stage in the middle of a song
now the oak trees are swaying in the early autumn breeze
a golden sun is shining on my face
through tangled thoughts i hear a mockingbird sing
this old world reallt ain't that bad of place
oh why there's no comprehending
and who am to try to judge or explain?
oh but i do have one burning question
who told you life wasn't worth the fight?
they were wrong, they lied
now you're gone and we cry
'cause it's not like you to walk away in the middle of a song
your beautiful song