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

Aching and bleeding,
broken in feeding...

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

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

Whats up with this
am i all alone...

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...

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...