I am from a broken heart,
mended over and over again.
Only to be broken once more.
Unable to believe in that magical land.
That one place where everything,
where nothing but her matters.
Dying every second away from her.
Waiting for her to be in your arms again.
But then one day, contemplating
the desire to devise my own demise,
Something shone through, burnt away
This cloth put over my eyes.
It was her, my own personal angel,
born from my dreams, incarnate.
My breath was robbed,
My heart a few beats more than that of a dead man's.
Now I'm dreaming of,
That one place where everything,
where nothing but her matters.
Dying every second away from her.
Waiting for her to be in your arms again.
I thought I was dreaming,
again like always.
But I never woke up,
My heart still ablaze.
And now here we stand,
months later, together.
You in my arms,
Holding on, forever.
Because I'm living in,
That one place where everything,
where nothing but you matters.
Dying every second away from you.
Waiting for you to be in my arms again.
Living in, (That place)
Dying for you, (Where only you matter)
Waiting for you, (Never want to let go)
Holding on, (Forever and)
Forever.