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The glass in front of me, half empty |
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Why do I fill it with what only poisons me |
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Is it the hope that lives inside |
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That hungers forevermore |
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Is it the child high on his dreams |
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Clinging on to his fantasy world |
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Who wants me to walk through the flames |
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Knowing I'll hurt again |
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Always forcing me to return |
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And relive the pain again |
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She was the light behind the door |
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That should have been sealed forevermore |
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Weak as I was |
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My lust would seal my misfortune |
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Again I will walk the path that burns |
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No matter how much it's gonna hurt |
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Because in the end |
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The lights are many, and nights are long |
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Once upon a time |
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My heart was content alone |
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Until a star woke it up with the light it shone |
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I used to burn my wings to the bone |
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Then always grow them back |
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After each radiant sun would burn me |
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And then would turn to black |
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But I failed to see the truth |
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Now I can smile |
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The damage undone |
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Finally I have learned |
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That I am the sun |
