Sorrow I feel

Sorrow I feel, Sorrow I feel. Why do you haunt me still? Tommorow's are over, today's a new day. Why do you haunt me in such a way? Too late to change death's date, too late to make a personal change. Weep a tear, weep a tear. For Shandra Stacy, she no longer be here. May she raise to heaven, or go to hell? Nobody but she trully knows. Sorrow I fell, Sorrow I feel. Why don't you just leave me be. Why don't you just leave me ill.