Wandering room after room filled with emptiness
with only one thing on my mind
Long winding halls filled with darkness
Opening each door with the hope I'll find you behind

Restlessness and frustration surround me like a cloak
A tangle of thoughts race through my head
Dusky and dark, the color of smoke
It will only get worse, that is what I dread

I try everything to take away the ache
but nothing fills that void your absence brings
It creeps and coils, insidious, like a snake
I have to cut the apron strings!

But I can't
I don't want to
I won't
I just want you, here, with me

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 07.01.2009

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