I should be sleeping
I should be dreaming...

My senses are going
Going down into a deep abyss...

Nervousness flotes in the air
My heart it seems...

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

And dread the day dreaming ends
It shall come...

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...

Some times love can strike at any time
But for me it was last night...