A door left ajar lets whispering from afar breath life into... a dream of me and you
I will the spark to die But still it lights my eye Still makes me feel that this alone is real
And though I know it I dare not show it... or let this madness makes a kill By dwelling on what might have been Or giving sadness space to fill I'll balance on the edge a while but won't... fall in
I'll retrace every step I've ever run or crept Hoping I will see what is bleeding me
And when I know it I won't show it... or let this madness make a kill By dwelling on what might have been Or giving sadness space to fill I'll balance on the edge a while but won't... fall in