

(ahhhh, ohhh) I trace the patterns on the bedroom floor
Wondering what I am waiting for
The quiet hours always speak the truth Losing myself while I look
for you
And the room grows cold
And the story's getting old
Why am I hurting this way?
(oh why, oh why) Watching the colors all fade into grey
Why am I holding the pain?
Standing alone in the pouring rain
I keep the pieces that you left behind
Searching for answers that I cannot find
Maybe the healing is a slow design
But tonight I am losing my mind
Why am I hurting this way?
(oh why, oh why) Watching the colors all fade into grey
Why am I holding the pain?
Standing alone in the pouring rain
Why am I hurting... (why...)