oh july is better off since april died i can see september through the trees and i can t lie there s more to know than what s inside maybe there s some reason in my memories but all i know it s easier to love you when i m gone but it s hard for me to leave i don t know this anger isn t helping anyone and i don t know what i need oh st marie close my eyes before you leave so i don t have to look at you in shame oh st marie take my hand and give me peace cause i don t think i ll ever be the same here come the broken hearts just as the music starts one by one they testify i never did enough i never cared enough even though i stood i always ran away we all wonder why it s easier to blame the ones you love cause it s harder to believe that we fall sometimes no matter how i try i ve given up but now i have a chance to be oh st marie close my eyes before you leave so i don t have to look at you in shame oh st marie take my hand and give me peace cause i don t think i ll ever be the same sometimes the quiet ones are all i want to be there s only so much left the rest is up to me you re all i ll ever want i hope you feel it cause as far as i m concerned you re exactly what i need oh st marie close my eyes before you leave so i don t have to look at you in shame oh st marie take my hand and give me peace cause i don t think i ll ever be the same cause i don t think i ll ever be the same cause i don t think i ll ever be the same3