Alive but dead is how I feel, pain now resides, is that the deal? Honesty and respect was all that I called, how was I to know that I as to be fooled? All our memories a past we held dear, with you I knew love, I knew not fear. Closed the door, I'm left in the cold, is this what was meant for us to grow old? Cherished you always, is all that you knew, is this a funny payback or what I am due? Love is unconditional, my love sacrificed, am I just a play thing or just your device? Alas, I am not as weak, as you thought before, where you have closed, there will be another door. Despite how you've treated me, I will love again, true love will follow me, to that very end. Alas I'll not be mean, and fall to your size, I shall stand tall and my love you'll despise. I am a creature of love, and happiness I'll see, but from this moment on, there'll be no you and me. Andy Wilden 1/9/2005