The moon cried out in the rustling sky 'find me and carry me off from the darkness'
In it I see you, my shining light surrounded by black night, keeping my nightmares away
And even though I want to awnser your call, you're always too far from my reach
The wreckage from my dreams is but a blue cradle, leading my torn heart into sleep
With those invisible hands keep on touching, searching, some day I'll feel them
I can still hear them from far away, the voices calling my name, and I beg the voices are yours
Even if I have to be cold here alone,unable to even breathe, I would eat and live by these hazy memories
Of you, and how you give me proof that I'm living, as you tell me I need to be...