LYRIC

The shape of all my doubts… My fear…
Come closer… Trust me…

Here I stand, in the falling rain
There is no joy – inside these tears
I see the world trough a twisted and bitter stare
To be where I've been – to see what I have seen

Is it a dream?
Or can I believe?
The memories will haunt me for evermore

The shape of all my doubts… My fear…
Come closer… I trusted you…

I 'm not the man, you used to know
Why I'm different… Everything is different now
When you left me, you planted a seed of hate in me
Nothing is stronger, stronger than this

Is it a dream?
Or can I believe?
The memories will haunt me for evermore

Is it a dream?
Or can I believe?
The memories will haunt me for evermore
Or this is a dream?
What can I believe?

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