I've been dead for so long that I'm scared to feel alive again.
All the things that I've yet to lose make my hands tremble.
Still I hold onto your arms tight because even if I lose, we'll win together.
The Sun dies in the sky everyday, but the morning always finds it's way.

A storm will come again and take my everything away
And I'll have to smile and wave at them.
All my nightmares will come true before my dreams do.
Oh dear...