thea

Walking alone
Alone I am cold
Hopeless and dry
Tears in my eyes

Perfect night
I shelter to my own eternally
Of my lonely soul


And then she came
And grace by its voice
An echo whisper for a lovely cause

Dressed with a smile
A never ending sign

This is my chance
To feel an empty life

If you fall

I will carry your show
For this I thank
To hold everything above

Burn this life
Of fame and fantasy
An ending hymn
To those who lead their need

Forever hold your pain
For I will give you same

Hold my hand
Don't let go
For all I know
I'll be seeing you from above