Of Hearts and Dreams
It's always been about this
The years I've spent in vain
I am running on empty
Oh, that siren's song
It brings me back with her sweet calls
In death's arms
Yet so filled with hope
Oh, that siren's song
It brings me back with her sweet calls
In death's arms
Yet so filled with
Hope
All this bitterness
Builds up inside me
My body is broken beyond repair
And my mind is in despair
But still days pass
I am awake but sleeping
But still days pass
Without dreams I'm dreaming
It's always been about this
All my sleepless nights
The years I've spent in vain
I was just standing there
Holding my heart in my own hands
Only to find out what was missing is me
Down that road of our errors and trials
The only constant is the passing of time for all
I'm still searching from within
Yet I don't even know where to begin
All these memories I will scold
There's more to this it's yet to be told
There's so much more to this
I won't let this bury me
I gave up everything and I'm sick of it
I won't let this bury me
I gave up everything and I am sick of it
I'm still searching from within
Yet I don't even know where to begin
All these memories I will scold
There's so much more to this it's yet to be told
I'm still searching from within
The years I've spent in vain
I am running on empty
Oh, that siren's song
It brings me back with her sweet calls
In death's arms
Yet so filled with hope
Oh, that siren's song
It brings me back with her sweet calls
In death's arms
Yet so filled with
Hope
All this bitterness
Builds up inside me
My body is broken beyond repair
And my mind is in despair
But still days pass
I am awake but sleeping
But still days pass
Without dreams I'm dreaming
It's always been about this
All my sleepless nights
The years I've spent in vain
I was just standing there
Holding my heart in my own hands
Only to find out what was missing is me
Down that road of our errors and trials
The only constant is the passing of time for all
I'm still searching from within
Yet I don't even know where to begin
All these memories I will scold
There's more to this it's yet to be told
There's so much more to this
I won't let this bury me
I gave up everything and I'm sick of it
I won't let this bury me
I gave up everything and I am sick of it
I'm still searching from within
Yet I don't even know where to begin
All these memories I will scold
There's so much more to this it's yet to be told
I'm still searching from within
Credits
Writer(s): Milos Marjanovic
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