Negative Foreseeing

I see the storm in your eyes
They're open but it's the same
As if they were cold like ice
They're gone with no flame

You can't see me by your side
And I wait for the right moment
Which is coming on a tide
Because we can't stop the time

You are caged,
In a bed,
And this bed is your prison
A prison,
With no bars,
And time,
Goes on

I see the storm in your eyes
They're open but it's the same
As if they were cold like ice
They're gone with no flame

If I could stop the time
Maybe I could avoid missing you
But now that you are gone
In desperation I got the blues

If I had in my hands
A powerfull crystal ball
This would have never happened
In the past and for all

I see the storm in your eyes
They're open but it's the same
As if they were cold like ice
They're gone with no flame...
No flame

Because we can't stop the time. No!

I see the storm in your eyes
They're open but it's the same
As if they were cold like ice
They're gone with no flame.