Joanna looked at me and smilednI dreamt about a childnShe was turning twenty eightnWith the longing so hard she couldn't waitnShe felt frustrated that I wasn't readynShe started to cry then I walked awaynNot saying goodbyennAlone with the painnAlone with the rainnnExausted by the miserynShe looked, but couldn't seenThe sadness made her unawarenThough the driver too drunk to even carenHe crushed her skull and demolished her bodynShe died on his handnWas it my faultnI miss you my JoannannAlone with the painnAlone with the rain