Standing on the beach during twilight
next to you, the setting just right...

If I'm sleeping then I'm dreaming,
Keeping my mind clear with even breathing...

Before you came here
we were looking for another leader...

That night we had a fight,
what started out good turned bad...

What do you do when you've had enough?
When you're so tired of being tough...

Oh how the days seem to turn,
From a hellish nightmare where I burn...

Tears running down my face,
As your voice reminds me I'm a disgrace...

Locked up all the time
mom yelling like someone did a crime...

I am on my own,
and i am looking for someone to help me...

Whatever you wish,
is my command...

The voices in my head,
Tell me I'd be better off dead...

This seems all like a magical dream to me,
Just too good to be...