Each and every night,
I cry myself to sleep
I can't accept the fact that you're not here with me
When the room is quiet and I don't hear a noise
I swear to God that I can still hear your voice
...calling my name
I cry myself to sleep
I can't accept the fact that you're not here with me
When the room is quiet and I don't hear a noise
I swear to God that I can still hear your voice
...calling my name




