Drifting away on a winter's day caught somewhere between what is real and fantasy
Uncertainty is sure to lie ahead Looking to find something left behind
That may help remind us how it was back then
A world with no remorse and no regret
Long ago I let my conscience go and all that's left of him is this tired worn down man
Looking to find a way to understand
Now I find I get no peace of mind
The ghosts I left behind have found their way back home again
And nightmares from the past return again
Watching and waiting
Waiting and wanting
Wanting someone to come and ease my broken mind
Begging and pleading
Praying and needing
Redeeming for being the heathen I am inside
Watching and waiting
Waiting and wanting
Wanting someone to come and ease my broken mind
Begging and pleading
Praying and needing
Redeeming for being the heathen I am inside
Drifting away on a winter's day Caught somewhere between what is real and fantasy
Uncertainty is sure to lie ahead