Torn to Pieces Pop Evil

Here I ll sit all alone Like an airplane On the edge of a sky full of solid gray Staring at the ceiling Tell me that I m dreaming Oh, I wish you were here today All these days I know I ll never get back All the words that I always wish you would ve said All these dreams that we had, Now fade to black Try to wash it away I m torn to pieces I m broken down I still see your face when you re not around I sit here in misery wondering if I ll ever be half the man you