I sit here imagining realty that does not exist.
My dreams give me fading glory...

Aching and bleeding,
broken in feeding...

I have this thought in my head
that in my dreams you are dead...

I remember you like it was yesterday
your hand touch in the ever so May...

I am really tired of this
looking at the ground thinking about the one i...

If i could say one thing in my life
it would be sorry for the feelings i cried...

Whats up with this
am i all alone...

Dark cloud
rain over my head...

Its just me and my shadows
looking at our own reflection...

Hey you!
eye so beautiful...

Here comes that jerk
who has no heart...

I know its you
i see her in your eyes...