Tears wash over me

In the dark there's an inner child crying in the night.

In the dark there's an inner child crying in the night.

Turning and tossing from to much pain.

In a world were nobody can see.

Softly laying down on the battle ground.

Where there stays an inner child.

In the inner world of my mind.

Sounds of metal

tying of hands

Softly crying

In a place called my inner world.

Sharpening of knives shifting of hands

Fires burning

know longer are these innocent hands.

There will you fund an inner child softly crying

Turning and tossing from al the pain.

Brocken dreams in my inner world

The inner child breaking free

From the world were one can never see