With the whisper of your voice
I feel the sadness and fear...
Not as powerful as the gods
As we made them to be...
I’m not mad at you.
I’m mad at myself...
Images of you deep in my heart--
Shadows form slowly...
I'm a fragile heart,
With a twisted mind...
Open your eyes,
Open your chest...
I hear you..
You’re ready now...
You know you gotta feel it,
Temperature rises and I cannot shake it...
Be a hug for me
that my cries could calm in its cradle...
My favorite little part is knowing you're wrong as...
Thinking you understand what's behind this shell...
Sing me a song of all that's gone
But save me the last that wouldn't be lost...
If I talk to you,
Im playing with fire...