Here I am wating for you
How long will it be...

A gypsie song is heard,
Gently filling the night...

And so for where it starts
Is where it ends...

And my dream comes...
Whispering quietly among barely conscious minds...

When the rain came down so did my tears
Now im finding all my fears...

Ancient mirror
Long stowed away...

Life is never what it seems
It's filled with many meaningless dreams...

Take my heart and rip it out,
and never mind my screams and shouts...

Please don't judge me by my face
By my friends or what you hear...

Why does everything seem to go wrong?
I try to keep a good face...

How long must I endure this pain I feel,
This deep rooted pain that seems so unreal...

Innocence is a thing tossed a side by the present.
A lost friend trying to find the way home...