I pray to god as I was taught
I was taught to turn to him in all things...

On the day
The day we live...

Creeping feelings
Lost in my dreams...

Good morning
Good morning to you my angel...

The words we say
The games we play...

Once again
I am here...

I try to get away
but his touch makes me stay...

In his eyes there is something deep
like a secret he just can't reach...

Oh glorious sight
of moonbeams dancing at night...

Its deep and black
What is it that my soul doth lack...

My fealings i do hide
Oh some where so deep inside...

Today we run
Yesterday we fought...