I dreamt you were a mother, as a mother you were saying: "It's time to say goodbye" so you were leaving right away and there's nothing to say every word was covered by the wind
I dreamt you were a mother, but a father wasn't there cause it truly was a gun what you were bringin in your chest and there's not much left dear everything in your sight was me.
And there's no time to heal, nothing but your memory and a picture to conceal And there's no time to heal, noone was found in this trial to deny that I'm still out there waiting in line
I dreamt that you were leaving but I really didn't know which could have been the last time I would really let you go And we could act so great but it wasnt any easier that way
And there's no time to heal, nothing but your memory and a picture to conceal And there's no time to heal, noone was found in this trial to deny that I'm still out there waiting in line
Feeling so grateful and feeling so scared as I'm stuck with this mind that it's playing me deep down standing weakly in line
I dreamt you were a mother not a mother but a ghost of some mother who started this show and I was living way other than a vivid grey scene on that screen that turned whiter when I sat beside you
And there's no time to heal, nothing but your memory and a picture to conceal And there's no time to heal, noone was found in this trial to deny that I'm still out there waiting in line everything is clear, we are just waiting in line