far from this living hell.
every dream is a dream of you
every tear is a tear for you.
hand in hand crossing the streets
keeping up with our own heartbeat
tingling our fingertips
as your warmth brush against my lips
but as i open my eyes
i can finally see through the lies
i am alone
and life goes on.
nowhere to place the fault
no one to play the cult.
forcing it on something i said
or maybe something you once did.
so i lay here alone tonight
trying to see wrong from right
as i clench my own fingers
pretending it's your warmth that linger
why do i wake up crying
why do i feel like dying
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