A Falling Through - Ray LaMontange

"Laid our blessings on the ground,
The softening of sound,
Draws us closed again.

Stay, stay and watch the coals,
Till they cease to glow,
Like empty promises.

Why, Why did you go, why did you go away?
Why, Why did you go, why did you go away?
Baby?

There's nothing I can say,
Nothing I can do,
To bring you back again.

This of life I know is true;
It's all a falling through.
And so I reach for you.

Why, Why did you go, why did you go away?
Why, Why did you go, why did you go away?

Don't you care,
That it may seem unfair?
You steal things you ought to borrow.
Don't you find,
That it may seem unkind?
I'd rather breathe than drown in sorrow.

Why, why did you go?
Why did you go away, Baby?"