[ Featuring the Troublemakers ]
I was standing on a cool winters morning in the park of despair Misty
It was cool and grey There was no one but me
Thinking over things we had it wasn't fair
But now that you are gone Makes the mornings cold
But you were standing there Looking right at me
And as i looked around it was so misty That i could not see
The memory of you comes and goes
Now it is clear The times i think of you are filled with fear
When you fell in deep water I held you down
And when they pulled you up Your face was cold
But you were standing there Looking right at me
And as i looked around it was so misty That i could not see
