You tell me of your love. You tell me of you lies.
And I know when you're true to me, I can see it in your eyes.
You take me by the hand. You tell me of your dreams.
You tell me of your fear that love is just not what it seems.

You hold me in your arms. You say it's not the same.
But, there's no sound so beautiful as when your breath calls out my name.
I deal in my own shame. I trust you just the same.
And when you can't reciprocate, I've only me to blame.

My angel, I scream for you in the middle of the night.
My mind and your energy still connected strains my life.
Can you feel me? Do I wake you up in the middle of the night?
I can feel you. Right here next to me. I can touch you with my mind.

I lie awake in silence. I can't close my eyes.
I dwell upon the things you've done to me, you tore my heart to shreds.
The life we had was so familiar, The way you felt in my bed.
And as I lay here wide awake ...your whispers haunt my head.

Looking out the bedroom window, I watch the rain come down.
Thinking of a lover ...I used to have around.
Don't know why she ever left me. But I can't stop the pain.
I can't escape from my reality, and,

....I may never truly love again.