Из альбома: 9 Lives to Wonder
Overdose
Comatosed
I feel you close, but you're so very far away.
Surrogate
There's no escape.
I found a gate, but it's locked so I'm here to stay.
Yet every wish I have is granted
Every hand is mine to hold
All the trees that I have planted
Touch the sky, turn gold.
I could buy the planet if I wanted
I'd make it mine...Yes, I'd unfold
A tapestry that I'd recline in
Somewhere we could both grow old together.
Our dream...
Dying eyes
You sympathize
I clutch my prize but it so slowly fades away...