Two strangers
waiting for an end
too proud
to hold each others hand
along the shadows path
a whisper sparks a dream
I hear the voices
the voices as they scream
there is no such thing as love
no such thing as love.
Am I drowning?
your eyes have lost their shape
Have I fallen?
this world seems out of place
I see you touching me
but I can't feel your skin
Your lips are moving
yet I don't hear a thing
I hope I'm not fading
my flesh won't turn to dust
I pray that I'm not craving
a world that has too much
am I dreaming
a river of blood above?
are you screaming
there's no such thing as love?
no such thing as love
no such thing as love
Two strangers
waiting for an end
Too proud
to hold each others hand.
