We fell behind from life
Bended the rules with no clue
Wished upon the faded star
And our line has come and gone
No mother to save our skin
Molting and chaffing for liberty
Filling river of tears in the shadows
Anguish our only support in the crowds
There in the wishing well I shall give thee away, my love
There in the cold sunshine our goodbyes will be known
For there were no kind horizons for young love
No memories to built upon the pain we crossed
Our graves eagerly await our call
Our mouths expecting one last drop of love
The warmth of our hearts is now a cynic stone
Bound to wound the memory till new life finds a bold pause.
~I will miss you...P.I.~
Kanye West - Runaway