I'm watching you through stained-glass windows   Painting yourself a thousand sorrows   A thousand yesterdays with no tomorrows   Bland shades of blues and grays   I watch your tears wash the storms away   Your empty canvas may mean nothing to ordinary people   But I can see the life you had on that blank, desolate eisle   And still I choose to stand outside in the rain   My humble covered selfishness masks I'm the one truely in pain   I hope you stayed strong without me by your side   I'm sorry I wasn't there but I pray you painted me in your mind   Why would you leave me all alone   It's something I can't understand   And when the machines stop their beeping you won't hear me leaving   I'm sorry I wasn't there to hold your hand...