How lonely you are waiting
at the sunday park
I'll elude you
I will loose you
existing were no soul apart
Yu stand on a platform
Your effigy dissolves in my hands
When I feel like someone to lie on
and I feel like someone to rely on
you can't wake up
Illusions born of the air
something seems so precious there
I'll elude you
I will loose you
as rehersal of my despair
When I feel like someone to lie on
and I feel like someone to die on
You can't wake up
Oh here me
I'm what you have left
here I am
in this necrologue of love
Album : Elizium