I should have knocked instead, of bursting like this in your homestead, maybe I should have called on you yesterday, to tell you that t his is just a habit of mine, it is a secret I held unto so dearly, A part I do so and so daily, When the grip of life is so tight, when they begin to dim the light, I play this game to release the pressure, to find the solution, as if the answer lies in the lines, I must search each alphabet, I must toss the words up and about, now look at what I have done. I should have written a letter instead, of calling and telling this to your face, Maybe I should have send someone else, to ease you a bit before you listen to what I say, I know I should not have made this mistake, I should have talked to your friends, tell them to pass on this message, but at the moment do I have a choice? forever you will never hear my voice, singing to you this beautiful song, instead I will be left with a single memory, of a love so sweet I will be regretting, cursing the day I