Black bile
Shadows whisper to me,
from the darkness of my past;
The sunlight dance's on my skin,
but doesn't warm the soul within,
I told you long ago I needed time,
to find myself and be better for you;
Now I see it was the wrong thing;
I needed you to be my strength,
and support, for you see I never,
relied on anybody...
from the darkness of my past;
The sunlight dance's on my skin,
but doesn't warm the soul within,
I told you long ago I needed time,
to find myself and be better for you;
Now I see it was the wrong thing;
I needed you to be my strength,
and support, for you see I never,
relied on anybody...