How many nights do you think I can cry?
How much pain do you think I'll survive?
How many times should I pray for relief of my mind?
I'm holding on to what I thought would make me strong,
but it's tearing me apart and chases me around!
I found my way through this,
Lost in space and bliss.
Dreams that fade from my hands,
should I die hopeless of belief?
But soon the day will come to set myself free,
And I'll be able to fly away!
I'll fly away...