And maybe it's not for me to wish to be holding you   And maybe your touch would be just too much for me to bear   And maybe all these questions were left to be unanswered   And maybe all these feelings to you don't really matter, anymore, anyway      And maybe your lips were meant to be kissed by someone else   And maybe it's not for me to whisper those empty "I love yous" in your ear   And maybe all these questions were left to be unanswered   And maybe all these feelings to you don't really matter    Beauty in pain.    Pain in your absence.   Left with your smile, memories, and sounds   And it's killing me again      Beauty in pain   Pain in your absence   Left with your smile, memories, and silence   And it's killing me again      With these dreams left unsatisfied   Should these feelings be left to die   And disappear from here?      And this emptiness inside misplaced   Longing again to see your face   And it's killing me   And it's killing you      This will be forgotten   This will be forgotten   Gone away from this place   Forgotten from this place