My Dark Side Home
Blinded by the tears I shed while
Pricking my soul with needles
From out your eyes,
Cant imagine its too late,
I could have seen it coming, now I realize.
Its not what it should be
Drowning in my memories
Im drowning…
Im living in my darkside……
My darkside home,
Light is painting shadows where I used to go.
My darkside home,
Paper boats on water carrying all my hope.
What is it you want, what is it you need?
Your steps through my door wont tell me indeed.
Out in the porch I see the path you take is fading
In front of me.
Its not what it should be,
Blurred edges all around me
Im living in my darkside……
My darkside home,
Light is painting shadows where I used to go.
My darkside home,
Paper boats on water carrying all my hope.
Its not what it should be
Drowning in my memories
Its not what it should be
Drowning in my memories
My darkside home,
Light is painting shadows where I used to go.
My darkside home,
Paper boats on water carrying all my hope.