Strange is how i truly feel When i watch the world outside Everything appears unreal With nowhere left to hide When i was younger the light in my room Would stay on with the light of the moon Now the comfort i had in such things Is broken and so are my wings Afraid is what i truly am Of nothing and all there is Wouldn't help me if you gave a damn Wouldn't bring me bliss When i was younger the light in my room Would stay on with the light of the moon Now the comfort i had in such things Is broken and so are my wings