All Those Years Ago

Why didn't you tell me?

About your pain and your sorrow?

I might have helped you see tomorrow.

Instead you left me in the dark, by myself.

And wondering how I could have possibly helped.

But when the cross is too heavy, too heavy to bear.

I guess that kind of pain is too hard to share.

You're now gone forever and I feel betrayed.

You took my life too, on that lonesome day.