Hidden away in my own world
Regret about the dreams that I sold
Looking in the mirror to recall my face
Can't find the reasons of my distress
No one's here and no one talks
But I can hear the moans of folks
Voices in my head telling me to stay
Phantoms in the mirror showing me to pray
But I just want them to go
I've got wings that still must grow
If I could open up the door
Of empty room
With all this pain behind my back
I can't go out because I'm bound
I can't see light, only dark I've found
In this cold place in which I drowned
But I just want them to go
I've got wings that still must grow
If I could open up the door
Of waving room