so cold is being lonely the living part is done behold the feeling lonely the dying has begun the world is spinning slow so cold is being sadness so tired
I love you like a stream Flows restless to the sea See you like the mist Touches clouds, touches me See you in the stars Where ever you may be I think
go, I?ll turn the flow, I could not know Screams inside the burning pain It?s spinning head, it?s underhand the black flame It lies instead, I turned
Changing moods and stranger feelings In my dealings with the world Faces that I've seen before am I sure Or has my brain turned Thinking about things
