People tell me to go on with my life but I don't think I can.
My life was over when I lost my sweet Roseanne.
The plane she was on came crashing down.
My heart snapped in two when it hit the ground.
It was too much for me to bear.
Why does life have to be so unfair?
Now I cry myself to sleep every night.
People pity me because of my plight.
Her demise has torn me apart inside.
Since her death, I've done nothing but cry.
When it comes to life, I never win.
If I live to be a hundred, I'll never love again.