I haven't been myself of late
I've been sleeping terribly
Forsaken, alone
The things I feel when I'm not home
The things I feel when I'm alone
I'm afraid of the dark
The shapes and sounds, they mess me around
I wish I could say
That I've gotten used to this
I guess it's hard to describe the things I've seen with my eyes closed
In the gloom
I'll wade towards the lighthouse
Beaming over crashing waves
That tumble through my head
Calling out your names
But they are taken by the wind
And when I'm with
The people that I hold so dear
They shield my thoughts
From opening Pandora's box
I forget that being troubled isn't how it's meant to be
I forget that being troubled isn't how it's meant to be
Mind of glass
I'll shatter now at your touch
Stubborn winds howl by
Salty tears slowly dry
I am broken beneath the skin
In the gloom
I'll wade towards the lighthouse
Beaming over crashing waves
That tumble through my head
Calling out your names
But they are taken by the wind