Since I replaced the 'I' in live with an 'O'
loneliness is my new found friend...

Why do I roam in this field of Mystery,
and why do I wander alone...

Looking in the mirror
is a painful experience by half...

And the part where I told you
'I don't love you...

Watching you move on,
is like watching myself die in slow motion...

As I linger in the pathway,
two roads above me lie...

In the dark's where I belong now,
Despite my helpless fear, I beg for mercy and...

I'm lost in myself,
Lost in my dreams...

On the outside,
there's a smiling face...