Ohh....
If I could rest my eyes for a moment then I would be fine but there's an anchor pulling down
I can see the headlight hear the horn you've got to pull away! But really what's the point at all?
I hear the crunching the rain of glass falling on my face this can't be happening. There's still too much I've left to do.
Ohh....
Will the black come slowly? Ihere's the light they say that I would see? is there anyone listening? (listening)
I've should known it'd end like this "what a waste!" they'll say (and I'll agree) "but at least she's in a better place."
But that isn't me there? P hear a voice calling out my name this isn't happening! there's still so much I have to do! and where do we go? I know I don't want to be alone! and is there darkness? please, I have to know!
Ohh...