The places I've been, I'll visit no more. New things await me on the other side of my door. The past I know, is no more. The present is mine to always hold. The future to bind, to make and mold. Dreams and things I'll turn into gold. Are mine and always will be. You'll see.
When I opened my eyes this morning. I reached out to stroke your hair. I felt only lonely around me. Nothing but empty air. And I realize I'm all alone. Your cold pillow whispers no. I lay here not able to breath. I cry out, Baby please come back to me. But I hear only the beat of my heart. Must I keep my eyes closed forever? When opened I see only you. I walk in a fog composed of dispair. Void of the love I had from you. And I realize I'm all alone. Your cold pillow whispers no. I lay here n...
The places I've been I don't want to go to anymore. New things await me on the other side of my door. The past is gone, it will be no more. The present is mine to always hold. The future to bind, to make and mold. Dreams and things I'll turn into gold. Are mine and always will be. You'll see.