I saw your picture in the news
Knowing you're somewhere,
I haven't seen the warning sign
Although you were my friend.
I hear your voice,
I can still remember,
I see you falling down,
Still feel the warmth of your hand.
Nowhere to run — nowhere to hide
When there's no place to flee from remorse.
Repentance won't alter the course,
There's no escape from myself.
Whatever happened, there's no use
Knowing they'll never find me.
If only I could turn back time
To make a change … but then
You had the choice we've
Always been contenders.
Give me a reason why
I still feel the warmth of your hand.