My maybe music song

She walk, she cries,
she goes over those last days.
She walks she cries.

She dries her eyes and
waits for the next day
the day she is dredding.
Dressing in black wasnt
what she wonted to do.

She walk, she cries,
she goes over those last days.
She walks she cries.

Standing by the deap whole down
Down into that mysterious ground,
she tries to let go like he did
but she cant find it in herself to do it.

She walk, she cries,
she goes over those last days.
She walks she cries.