Strange is how i truly feel
when i watch the world outside
everything appears unreal
with nowhere left to hide
When i was younger the light in my room
would stay on with the light of the moon
now the comfort i had in such things
is broken and so are my wings
Afraid is what i truly am
of nothing and all there is
wouldn't help me if you gave a damn
wouldn't bring me bliss
When i was younger the light in my room
would stay on with the light of the moon
now the comfort i had in such things
is broken and so are my wings