A whisper of a voice that I used to know
From way back when, a long time ago,
And a rushing warmth runs through my veins
For a fleeting moment...
And my head hits the pillow as my eyes open wide
And in an instant I'm left feeling cold inside
Because my dreams they feel so real
But never last...
And I'm holding on to the past.
My feet hit the ground with a miserable thud
And my heart beats in time with the rush of my blood
And the gaging hole inside my heart
Is raw and open wide...
Becase this kills me inside.
And my eyes stare back from the holes in my head
I remind myself that I am not dead
Just a ghost of a person who once thought
They'd found love...
Until they were shot from above.
