Each day is the same for me, they creep by so slowly in front of my eyes.
Another detention here and another heartbreak there, nothing ever seems to change,
darkness fills me up and pours my soul out but I'm still lying here dreaming of you.
Each argument drowns on and on, each sentence seems identical to the last,
life's obsticals aren't funny any more as they have stolen my sense of humour.
Maybe it's time for me to let go of this cruel joke and allow my body to be swalloed...
Waiting for you is an agonising practise, time will not rejuvinate my heart's diminished veins,
that's why I need you right here with me, no matter what the consequences; it's worth it all.
Perhaps my honesty will choose not to bring me to my knees, the chance is low and the risk high.
The noose round my neck or the gun in my hand; would you listen before I die?
Perhaps my fate is not as yours and you would pull the trigger or push me instead,
Questions can not be left unanswered, we're running out of time, I can feel the dawn of life.
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