Somtimes I wonder why I'm still here
And if I wasn't... would anyone care?
I wonder why I keep on giving,
Or if this life is even worth living.

I wonder if I'll ever be important,
Or why my mind seems so lost and so distant
And as I'm lost inside of this thought,
My heart and soul both shatter then rot.

In this life, I've come to find,
There's not one soul that can comfort mine.
And thanks to you, I now know
That real true-love just isn't so.

Yet, somewhere, deep within my heart, 
Is a spot that hasn't been ripped apart.
And, there you are so perfectly clear,
As I see your face, I shed my first, true-love tear.

This tear was made especialy for you,
A tear of love so pure and so true.
And still... you're not here, within my arms
And I can't win you over 
Not even with the world's most perfect charms.