I take the stairs of melodies to reach up to the sky full of stars,
awaiting me in the night sky,
you reach out and pull my hand,
to a meadow filled with shine...
...but that was an illusion.
So I spread out my wings and glide far and high into the dark blue sky,
searching for the warmness of your hand.
The cold air reached my heart,
but burning passion melted the freezing air.
I searched for you far and wide,
searched for the freedom,
the freedom I can only feel with you,
I held back my tears, I shouted out your name...
...but you were nowhere to be found...
A vortex sucked me in,
consumed me into deep darkness,
and I felt sudden warmness...
an embrace so warm,
tears flowed down my face,
as I turned around and saw... you.
Irony
Isn't it such an irony, when you're able to give support to other people, but not to yourself?
For what reasons do I smile?
Why... should I keep this up?
The world's shining with tears in my eyes,
And an empty, hollow heart.
Facing this world with a cold face... wouldn't that be a weight off my shoulders?
The freedom I dreamt of is merely a dream.
I am just a shadow, a ghost,
Trying to protect the ones I love,
But... always failing...
I will always fade away, no matter how hard I try ...
I wonder why it hurts so much?
If the darkness can go away... Them my existence will be gone...
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