I used to sleep late,
for my monsters won't let me.
I used to cry myself to sleep,
for my monsters let me.
I used to want to end this all,
for my monsters are dragging me down.

...and I found my Gabrielle in you,
the angel who is guiding me through this.

p.l.n.gr

After everything we've had,
After everything we've been through,
how could you let me go?
I guess I'm still not over you.

p.l.n.gr