some nights pour my eyes some nights pours my home brewed wine some other nights pours the heaven heavily the night i lost you i felt the drought i didn't shed a tear i didn't pour our glasses full dry the air it was dry my feelings it's been a decade and I've lost the human nature of weeping my loss emotionless face no expression at all chronic depression a life style it is withdrawn from social life hiding behind the screen scared to face the mirror when you're not beside me any more i don't want this life i wrote our story in a hundred ways a hundred lies a million stanzas but never told the truth never will I i'm still tangled I don't want to live if i'm not living with you and for you