The sleep is still in my eyes The dream is still in my head I heave a sigh and sadly smile And lie a while in bed I wish that it might come to pass Not fade like all my dreams...
Just think of what my life might be In a world like I have seen I don't think I can carry on... Carry on this cold and empty life
My spirits are low in the depths of despair My lifeblood... ...spills over..