She can feel them following her tonight
They know not she knows they're there
But she accepted that which is reality early on
So if they wish to subdue her, she's well prepared.

She no longer feels the sun's warmth on her face
She no longer shivers in the coolness of the dark night
She accepts that there's no more deep connection here
She's embracing the darkness, she can't find the light.

Right now she would be okay with an overabundance of caring
She'd trade being smothered with hugs and kisses just to be sure
But they are on different worldly levels than they were the first time
Now, she feels more like he'd rather her just go out the door.

She can surely say that she's no stranger to these moments
They've over time become nightmares haunting her mind
They may never stop now, she's already lived over half her life
She just wish she could do a magic...