Did I have some kind of dream?

Or hallucinations

All the passion will be gone

Alone here in the dark

I could learn to forget

But tears of sorrow fill my eyes

How can I read between the lines?

Trying to understand

Why all the passion will be gone, oh God

When I give some kind of pain

You have to hold my hands

Beyond my silence I have my past

You haven’t been in the kind of place I have

And all my suffering will become

Something real for your life

I am so repentant

I couldn’t take your life

Can you hear me call your name?

How can I read between the lines?

Trying to understand

Why all the passion will be gone, oh God

When I give some kind of pain

You have to hold my hands

Beyond my silence I have my past

You haven’t been in the kind of place I have

And all my suffering will become

Something real for your life

Did I have some kind of dream?

Or hallucinations