As I try to fill

All of my empty days

I stumble round

On through my memory's maze

Over my past

Only the sadness stays


I went moping down by the bridge

I rode a bike in the snow to the mini-mart

I thought of the ways

That I had broke my own heart


Well, its not for me

To fill the blue sea with tears

But when I think back

All of the wasted years

All the good cheer

And all of the charm disappears


As I try to fill

All of my empty days

I stumble round

On through my memory's maze

Over my past

Only the sadness stays