The past is going through my mind.
It hurts, yes it hurts
because a face never leaves and hearts never die.
I was just a broken promise,
said that I would be a part of your friendship.
And I just walked my way.
Was too weak to stand up for myself, too weak to help,
so scared to be a part of your crime, and too weak to say no.
You’re still so near my heart even if it was ten years since I met you.
I remember that your eyes were screaming for help.
I’m so sorry, so sorry, but I was too weak.
But I know that angels watch your steps.
And I know that they hear my cry.
Sometimes I just want to go back in time
and change the wrong things that happened.
But now I face the truth.
Was too weak to stand up for myself, too weak to help.
So scared to be a part of your crime.