The moonlight gives away the truth of my present state.
So I'll stay on the outside and fight what I cannot hide.
And I know it's hard to see, as my words remain incomplete.
So we'll save our promises tonight, because nothing feels all right.
This is the place where love knows at least a few bounds.
No matter the sight.
No matter how it sounds.
This feeble heart won't know a side that I cannot show.
And the darkness of which it sings finds itself lost at sea.
As the waves come crashing down, panic is felt all around.
So we'll save our promises tonight, because nothing feels all right.
This is the place where love knows at least a few bounds.
No matter the sight.
No matter how it sounds.
I don't know when the curtain falls on the final scene.
Things are seldom what they appear, what they mean.
Night falls, and we wish that we could close our eyes and dream.
To forget the daylight, it just seems so unreal to me.
We tried, and we tried, and we tried, and we tried...