I Don't Miss You — Vanden Plas

I can't cry away all the tears I can't lie away all the fears I have inside all my sails are torn by the wind

the scars that you incise will never go away

I don't miss you I don't even love you I want you to die in my arms

I'm a storm the air that you breath learn to fly away on the wings you wear inside you see me dying down in the fields the way over the bridge

a fire guides the way and winds that let you soar will blow away my flame

I don't miss you I don't even love you I want you to die in my arms

I don't miss you I don't even love you I wish you would die in my arms

I don't love you I don't hear you I won't cry for you

I don't miss you