Going to mourn late in the night
The grass is wet, my lips are tight
Stepping across a dark courtyard
Light from your window, not very far
Kneel at the steps, stare at my shoes
Everything stings, everything's blue
Wonder about, whisper aloud
Voice gets stuck in a big, black cloud
Candles are set, I see thru a screen
Wishing I didn't know what it means
Turning away, back to my car
I try to forget I know where you are