The days fast forward,
nights sleepless in slow-mo...

Love takes our hand,
leads us toward our final destination...

Wishing
is a dream inside a dream...

It's not clear.
Stitched lips don't part...

I have no choice
Because you are not me...

Sharp blue skies
with gold steitches...

When I die it will be...
in dawn's early waking...

Didn't you know
just settled in my skin...