• Like a shadow in the moonlight he walks
    Across the darkened streets, he hears
    The howl of the wind and the whispear of the trees. Alone
    He must walk, for his love he must see.

    To the place where his love once lived,
    He must go now, to win back
    Her love and her heart,
    Which shattered like glass, breaking within.

    Now he must beg for her forgiveness
    Only hoping she will hear his cry
    The young boy walks this endless night
    Watching the moonlight begin to die.

    Almost to his love, he stops and prays. Hoping
    she will see how he loves her, Endlessly.
    He wants her to know, that forever she is his
    And the heart that beats for him, is his no more.

    But what fate has done, the young boy doesn't know
    His love is dead, a ghost, white as snow.
    His heart shatters when he hears,
    That his true love is gone and will never be his.

    So he makes his choice, to follow his love into the grave.
    As he takes his last shallow breath, he screams her name
    Saying sorry he thought love was just a game.

    They say his scream stoped the howl of the wind
    And put ezz to the whispear of the trees.
    For it made the moon, seem not so bright
    In the Moonlight of that endless night.
    It rang in the ears of the dead you see,
    His love did hear his plea, which put her at peace.

    Like a Ghost in the moonlight he walks
    Across the bare and darkened streets, He hears
    The voices of misery and it's company. Alone
    He will always be, a lost soul, so broken and empty
    Always searching for a way to show her, How
    He's alwaysed loved her, Endlessly.