A stain for a tear

I claim, I claim, I claim

that I lost your love in this pittyful stain.

I swear, I swear, I swear

if I could I would turn back and erase.

I scrubbed, I scrubbed, I scrubbed

but the mark still remains.

I die, I die, I die

'cause there's no one else to blame.

I am lost

in your weary soul.

I am lost

in your tears of solitude.

I am lost

yea, I know its plain for you to see,

that I am lost

wont you guide me, like you once did.