Psych

Gazing deep into your somber eyes trying to get a glimpse within your soul In the midst of a deep sea of lies, to capture the truth in you is my goal And now I'm hiding the pain when I saw what's inside your heart as I walk down this empty lane I realized that we are now torn apart But I won't accept any deceptive apologies if it might pave way to a beautiful road of tragedies You ruined my ego and my beautiful mind Your shattered reflections was too unkind To stab me and I'm blind that I didn't see In our picture, we're soaring above that dark willow tree watching the moon fades through the night and dreaming we're sleeping on bed of sands Paints every image of tiny dusts traverse It's not hard to remember the hours that we're together when we are still friends or I might say lovers... when I still watch the lavenders and roses you gather Now I'm sleeping alone in this shallow bed I'm with a secret vault of Colt Forty-Five and voices around are whispering the words you said but if I couldn't see your picture alive If this would be the ending of this story I'll not wait for you to come anymore but I'll try to say I'm sorry until you see the floor covered gore