You know, we´re
domed
but try to
of cource

save me
from darknes
but you make
it worse

i´m trapped
in a riddle
whith no answer
to none

i run
like in suryp
try to save you,
you´re gone

i see you
you´re sinking
down in
the clay

and our lips
are moving
with nothing
to say

No words,
from your lips
will make
you mine

you know, i´ll
heal you
but there´s not
enough time.










*Y*o*u* - *A*r*e* - *G*o*n*e*. . .