It's not too late... The fire still burns, Yet I still wait... Hold on, hold on to the past. How can I tell you how I feel, When your ears are closed to my voice? The cycle begins again, And this time I'm left without choice. I cannot see: I'm blind and all alone. Inside me, the feelings - they still go on. What the outside shows just is not real: I'm hiding all that I have and all that I feel. What have I done? What can I say to you? Will we go on? I will always stand by the words I've said to you. We closed our eyes and forget what has been. We'll realize that you and I will be one again, And inside me, the feelings - they still go on. What the outside shows just is not real: I'm hiding all that I have and all that I feel.