The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams...

Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen
I don't think
I can carry on...
Carry on this cold and empty life

My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood...
...spills over..