My Flowers Are Still In Your Wastebasket

<br>Silent, dark night<br>The storm had just passed by<br>Things have settled down again<br>After a long fight<br>The smoke slowly clears<br>But clouds still drop the rain<br>This house now is empty<br>`Cause you took what I didn`t give you<br>And I was pleased to see you smiling<br>Even if we reached the end<br>Sunny morning<br>For a chaothic day<br>Compassion fades away<br>Now you know<br>I don`t want you to go<br>But I don`t want you to stay<br>I can`t say I love you<br>`Cause I`m not sure I hate you<br>But I know I don`t wanna see your face<br>At least not now<br>Lonely walking<br>Down your street<br>Right to your door<br>I knocked two, three, or four times<br>In silence thinking<br>While you spoke<br>I guess that I was dreaming<br>`Cause I thought I heard you say you`re sorry<br>But my flowers are still in your wastebasket...