you stare back at me   my mirrors have picture of you   shadows reflecting   and I am torn   like you would never laughing   it's harder to smile when you're hurting   this january      and as time's gone by    memories fading   stories like whispers   echo within emptiness   this hole's left vacant      as I go into the middle   when your face offers me little   for every star that's in the sky   I wish that mine was here but it's fading away      you smell of water   the days seem to turn into years   I'm hopeless at counting    and I am torn   it's harder to hold onto something   when all that your holding is nothing   this january      and as time's gone by   memories fading   stories like whispers   echo within emptiness   this hole's left vacant      as I go into the middle   when your face offers me little   for every star thats in the sky   I wish that mine was here but it's fading...      as time's gone by   memories fading   stories like whispers   echo whithin emptiness   this hole's left vacant      as I fall into the middle   when your ghost offers me little   for every star that slowly dies   I wish that mine hadn't burnt out and faded