The doctor's news is in,
its bad news I'm afraid.
This darkness that you feel,
won't be going away.

This hatred that you hold,
has forgotten how to let go,
and ain't ready to forgive.
Not just yet,
Not when you can't feel the ground beneath your feet.

As this burning that you feel consumes,
taking you way from those who saved,
those who loved.
Those who bled for you at night,
and held you close in your endless plight.

SLEEP WALKING AGAIN,
FORGOTTEN HOW TO DREAM.
FORGOTTEN HOW TO BE,
WHEN THE WORLD SEEMS TOO SMALL TO SEE.
A PART OF ME IS FALTERING,
UNDER THE WEIGHT OF YOUR PAIN, AND LOVE.
RELEASE ME NOW.
LET ME DREAM, OH GOD, PLEASE.

Still, you don't know what happened.
Truth is, you never will.
Yet even as the diagnosis is correct,
I can tell that the steps under your feet have crumbled,
and your world is gone.

I'll stay and help if you'd like.
Hope you say no.
Hope that doesn't make me a monster.
But still, I'm

SLEEP WALKING AGAIN,
FORGOTTEN HOW TO DREAM.
FORGOTTEN HOW TO BE.
WHEN THE WORLD SEEMS TOO SMALL TO SEE.
A PART OF ME IS FALTERING,
UNDER THE WEIGHT OF YOUR PAIN, AND LOVE.
RELEASE ME NOW.
LET ME DREAM, OH GOD, PLEASE.

I'll remember you for all of time,
I still remember the last you smiled.
And even now, as I watch an empty bed.
I remember what that doctor said.

And hope, that I can now finally leave.
You won't stop haunting me.
In these dreams which sleep walk around me.
For once in my life, I dream.

I dream.

But it doesn't get better, or worse.
You're no longer there to cushion my fall.
To help me up when I'm on my knees,

Crying, just crying.

I loved you dear, but please, let me go.

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