When farewell is said
And no light is seen anymore
When you know sleep is not in the cards
And eyes are all shut around you
The world around becomes your own
Personal hell

You see dancing shadows against the ceiling
And your eyes are fixed on them, you try to follow their way
The smile of a wicked lover reflects from the mirror and it sends shivers down your spine
You hear the desperate shout of a woman
No one will be answering her
Not then, not now, not ever.

The man who sits there, night after night,
Paging through forgotten memoirs, with the dark soul and piercing eyes. He is the one who breaks your heart. With a ciggarette in his hand, he reminds you that life with the light on is just a hoax.

"The bitterness of dissapointed will be the persistant flavour in your mouth if you keep on believing there is more to everything around you." He says, "So go on, little girl, without putting any of your faith in that light."

He became your nightly companion. Said some wise words and made you think. Until one night he took everything with him.
The dancing shadows on the ceiling, the reflecting smile of a wicked lover and the desperate shout of a woman.
And finally you could sleep.

When I feel reality slip away
With every breath I take
I grab onto every single word you said
Remember every moment together
Forgetting about it, is my greatest fear
It is the only thing that keeps me here.

Oh Tonight,
Tonight I sleep alone
Sleep I will, but
Not willingly
Nor purposely
I sleep,
For there is no chance in
Gaining precious moments
For there are no way of
Saying words that were
Left unsaid.
Perhaps it is fate.
But I will no longer ponder
On what is done.
And so I will go.
Let the night fold me in his long
Awaited arms
And be there for I am no
Longer needed *here.

Sometimes,
I know I can be your worst nightmare.
But believe me when I say
That when I look at the moon
I think of you.