Waiting in the cave, counting the days The silence grows, eternally cold Venturing out, the woods I wander One heart I see, as silent as me
Attempting to speak with the one lonely soul Nothing received but frozen dead glares Restrained in old bonds, refuses my cares Vacancy kills the dreams I withhold
Vacancy kills the dreams I withhold
No words were spoke alone I lay broke Days turn to months and the months become years Ongoing hope, my mind has wrote The spirit I need, will set me free
Empty are these woods I call my home Spirits and souls have left me alone Abandoned by the one whom reflected me Warmth the soul brings I will never see
Waiting in the cave, counting the days The silence growing, eternally cold Venturing out, nothing I see No souls around, none as destroyed as meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
