i woke up in a cold sweat i've had that nightmare, again i come to visit, to continue what previous was love, and yet with a hand full of flowers, and a heart on the mend
i see through the window from afar a man i see, who is not me
professed you had, that we were still one gave what saved i had for myself, to prepare you for the long journey
betrayal, i feel sadness anger a swirling thunderstorm of hurt.
future sight as failed, i have allow it to be corrupted. sang with a heart instead of a brain.