The shape of all my doubts… My fear…
Come closer… Trust me…
Here I stand, in the falling rain
There is no joy — inside these tears
I see the world trough a twisted and bitter stare
To be where I’ve been — to see what I have seen
Is it a dream?
Or can I believe?
The memories will haunt me for evermore
The shape of all my doubts… My fear…
Come closer… I trusted you…
I ‘m not the man, you used to know
Why I’m different… everything is different now
When you left me, you planted a seed of hate in me
Nothing is stronger, stronger than this
Is it a dream?
Or can I believe?
The memories will haunt me for evermore
Is it a dream?
Or can I believe?
The memories will haunt me for evermore
Or this is a dream?
What can I believe?