When the tears can't fall,
When the lips can't cry,
When he's taken his toll,
And fled to the sky.

Will you run away far,
From the one's that care?
To find that fallen star,
Venturing into that lair.

Tell me, one who will know,
Is he really worth all that pain?
After all, you reap what you sew,
So a hateful stain for stain.