I open my eyes in the dead of the night, there's nothing around me... nothing in sight.
There is no moon for me in my cage, nothing to see in this world of rage.
Just me and myself, thoughts of you, helpless self, staring in the blank sky at my fading moon.
Nighttime always with nothing to fear, but always there: my fake golden sphere.
Up high towards the sky, on a pole by the street, forever going like my heart, beat after beat.
My ray of hope, to prove I have something to show, always shining in the darkness, If only I can know, from where I'm to where you are where I should go..!
The place was so perfect, beneath a tree, it was a perfect time to be carefree.
He took her hand with a perfect stance, As if he would not get another chance.
A perfect gaze, with confidence and grace. With a swing he brought her close to him, a dance in the cold night which was dim.
Their dance was so perfect, close to their heart, they went on as if none could make them part... So good was their dance, yet with a fading beat, the heaven open its doors for the angels to see.
Their dancing steps did take them to the edge of the cliff, he took her in his arms, an effortless lift, They swayed into the valley, with their lives as a gift, to the heaven's above, their souls start to drift.
How can I describe a scene, where you and I are not to be,
a place where we were lost to hope, a time our souls could not be free,
How can I describe a world, where you and I are not as one,
a place where we have never met, a time when our love's not begun,
How can I describe a hell, where you and I are far apart,
a place where we are still alone, a time before you healed my heart,
How can I describe a dream, where you and I are one at last,
a place where we live as family, a time where love reshapes the past
