I run my desperate trembling hands 
Along the floor were you once walked 
Fighting tears that come from loss 
I brave the rooms where we once talked 
You took a part of me 
I never can reclaim 
Your spirit's in my heart 
But you know it's not the same 
Straining to beat this blur of tears 
Swollen eyes beg for my dead friend 
Reminiscing with a photograph 
Drives home (that) what was won't be again 
I will to guarantee my reason will prevail 
Pain breeds the need for make believe 
To soothe a heart that's fail 
Like a wind-up clock left in the rain 
Like a candle burns away its light 
We all suffer at death's door 
As surely as day turns into night 
I drop down to my knees and plead with the sky 
Of course it does no good 
But i'll give anything a try 
Gazing,thinking,standing on a cliff 
That guards the blue-green of the sea 
I accept the blueprint of the world,that 
All must pass away that's come to be 
You meant so much to me 
That's why there's all this pain 
So much improved from our exchange 
It will never be same 
Like a wind-up clock left in the rain 
Like a candle burns away its light 
We all suffer at death's door 
As surely as day turns into night 
Like a wind-up clock left in the rain 
Like a candle burns away its light 
We all suffer at death's door 
We all suffer loss... 
As surely day changes into night [Music: B.Cline, P.Craddick] [Lyrics: P.Craddick]