Here I go again,
heading down that twisted path.
Heading up on a downward spiral.
Did I pass you on this crazy journey?
Looking in from the out,
No one's in there but me.
Looking up from below,
It's plain to see.
Just empty space,
Where my life used to be.
Now here I go again,
Heading UP that twisted path,
My mind is now free.
This journey called life,
Not so crazy after all.....

Lying in bed,
awake.
Dreaming about you....
My thoughts are hard,
Wanting to touch you.
Your skin against mine,
Melting into one. ....
This place is on fire!
My tongue does the dance,
And brings you to that place,
We all desire.
Lying in bed,
Awake......

Tortured with passion,
Tested by time.
Longing to touch you,
I'll be denied.
Thoughts full of you,
Etched in my mind.
I'll search for the answer,
Never to find.
A way to put,
These dreams aside.
Once I awake,
Your all that I find.

All the prayers in the world,
All the hope in our hearts,
We can't change a thing,
With wishes on stars.

There is no choice,
So make no bets.
The path has been chosen,
Destiny's set.

So don't ask for an answer,
'Cause no one can say.
Just live life to the fullest,
Like it's your last day!

She sang like an angel,
When buzzed like a bee.
Laughed at the pain,
From her hands to her feet.
Her little white friend,
Right there by her side.
Her touch made me quiver,
Her smile made me high.
She took it all in,
Our dance was on fire.
The music we made,
Turned into desire.

Knowing it, will never be.
Knowing I'll, never see.
Still you fill, my heart with love.
Still you fill, my head with lust.

Once again, I took the ride.
Once again, I'll never find.
Standing here, all alone.
Burnt again, your heart of stone.

Someday soon, your turn will come.
Someday soon, no where to run.
You'll feel the ache, your pain will start.
Now you've got, your broken heart.

I have a confession,
I've never been here,
But I've been there.
I've never been high,
But I've been oh so low.
My next confession,
I've never been fast,
but I've been oh so slow.
Never told a lie,
But I've told no truth.
My last confession,
With nothing left to say,
But so much on my mind.
With half my mind lonely,
And the other half blind.