where are you?

where did you go.

I called and I screamed,

but I think you let me go.



You say youve been there,

guiding me through

you say heaven is better,

that its colored a perfect hue;



but if nothing gets better,

than whats the point in this

Oh Ive looked, and Ive seen,

theres no such thing as perfect.



So where did you go?

what am I supposed to believe

you gave me a life,

thats not worthy to recieve.



so where are you?

where did you go

ive called and ive screamed,

but im afraid youve let me go