Whats Done Is Dead Poem by Arturo Munoz

Can't sleep can't eat.
Can't dream.
I remember the team.
Just you and me,
bread and butter
we needed no other.
but now its gone.
whats done is dead
And its gotta be that way.
I messed up things, i cannot say.
i was the rebel without cause,
now the devil that caused your cries.
just look to these eyes
and i'll tell you how it was.
there was nothing better than heaven above
i cant beleive i let you go.
now its like a got no home.
tomorrow should be better.
you can bring that sunny weather with your smile
please babe.. stay for just a while...