Donotdream Broken Wings
Alone I sit in this black chamber,
Waiting for something to happen.
But nothing changes, no return of light.
I think of past times, of better days,
Times so far away.
With broken wings I fly through broken dreams.
With broken wings I fall into bitterness.
Now I lay dying on the battlefield of love,
Never to stand up again, never to fight again.
Silent cries inside, flowing tears outside.
Noone is here to help me out.
I´m so alone!
With broken wings I fly through broken dreams.
