The colors of the past Are crowded by the lonely Fabled eyes I feel upon me I’m waking up Feeling like it’s too late To save what’s left My soul has its fate
My story is colored by this cancer I can’t seem to put it all together My heart beats faster and faster These colors are all around me
I’m seeing their colors have shown I’m fighting on my own I’m pushing away from my soul I wish I would have known That somebody’s out there
A vacant smile Is given to the lonely A simple stich Could make them happy They’re waking up And fighting for a new day To save what’s left We make our own fate