My silent heart holds broken dreams,
Flow through my veins like shallow streams...

We spend all our lives looking for the very thing...

Sweet dreams stream down from Heaven's gate.
Remember Him, the One so great...

Oh, to fight this feeling,
This feeling of falling...

If I have fallen from the sky,
My peace still lay above me in...

When the heart yearns, shall it not, in attempt...

How I wish that I could fly,
Into the sky...

Though I reached out for her hand,
I couldn't find her touch...

Why do I feel I cannot live,
Without all life has to give...

Control is...
The ability to make things how you wish for them...

Through the long lost days of past
For the rest of my days until the last...

Seeking out charted territory,
Against the dark silhouette of a moonless night...