IRC-Galleria

I don't know when I realized the dream was over.
Well, there was no particular hour' no given day.
You know, it didn't go gown in flame.
There was no final scene, no frozen frame.
I just watched it slowly fade away.

And I've been waiting in the weeds;
Waiting for my time to come around again.
And hope is floating on the breeze,
Carrying my soul high up above the ground.

"I don't love you anymore," is all I remember you telling me
Never have I felt so cold
I have no more blood to bleed
As my heart has been draining into the sea

But still I wait
With a hope inside of me