Lost is her steps,
unaware of what's around...

Holding me down
Love is an anchor...

He fools us into thinking
we are moving on our own...

Love came,
and then was lost...

Your mind I will explore,
every room every pathway...

How come I can't stop her, from her hostile...
She is my secret companion, behind me she hovers...

Stepping out onto the shaky bridge,
waiting for the fall...

Running through my nightmares,
high and unrestrained...

The words you speak resound in my mind,
like a captivating drama stuck on rewind...

You thought I was to weak to live without,
falsely thinking I would survive on fear and...

It breezes through the drapes at night,
as if to flow with steady flight...

Where do you want me to go,
because my steps you criticize...