There are these moments,When i feel..
Connected to somthing.
To someone..
And the mask is slipping.
She can see my real face,
But dosen't run away.
She holds me tite with her embrace
And i ask her to stay.
Now the night has turned to day.
As i wake from sleep.
I try not to cry, not to weep.
But it was all a dream.
Another act in the scene.
And as the curtin closes,
You stand alone.
You were once a king,
with a lover by your thrown.
But your kingdam has fallen,
And so has your soul.
Will you ever find peace?
if not here,
Then beound these shores..?