I'm staring at a broken door,
There's nothing left here anymore.
My room is cold,
It's making me insane.
I've been waiting here so long,
But the moment seems to 've come,
I see the dark clouds coming up again.
I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain, away
I keep your photograph and I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome