Is there still a trace of you,
Left somewhere beneath that mask?
Memories fade in and out
Like bittersweet angels' breath.
Your name was my first word,
We were two of a kind.
But life snatched you away from me
And buried us blind.
Will I ever know what has gone down,
To change you so?
Is there still a trace of you
Left somewhere beneath that mask?
Will we ever know what brings the 'morrow,
Or must angels first sing alas?