This emptiness is it what I've chosen   The feeling of death fill me like a curse   It seems so strange but somehow quite familiar   Familiar and cold and totally isolated      If I love you   Will you stay   If I hate you   How can I live with the pain   If I love you   Will you stay   If I hate you   How can I live this way      You've put yourself in this time you will suffer   Turned me away how can I return   Is this the price the price for believing   You pushed me away how can I go on      From: Flowers For The Gathering      by Chris McCarter & Michael Carrodus