You ask yourself, "what now?"
You know that I have melted down to nothing but a puddle,
the winter was long and I waited by the fire, like you asked.

But where to now.
A lifetime full of dull feeling and harsh regret.
Like they always told you, 'you can't turn back time'

Suddenly you awake from a nightmare
Dripping of sweat; a puddle beneath you.
You ask yourself, "What now?"

Omg, this last parts *_*
I LOVE them!!

Nice work!! ****