• here, in this desolate land
    it is here where i do stand
    waiting and hoping for lost things
    to once again be found.

    here in the darkest of places
    here i see the vaguest of faces
    all lost within my memories
    to never again be known.

    it was here in the lonliest corner of my mind
    where you came into the shadows of the darkest kind
    and you took my hand
    guiding me back to happiness.

    it is here, in the happiest of places
    where i see the greatest of faces
    standing next to me
    where i finally can feel free.