Are you asleep? Are you in a dream?
The copper shades of a morning.
Distant lights beckon and fade.
Unwritten songs of another day.
I fear that you would never be
every song in the world for me.
Took your hand, led you astray.
You cursed the worlds I longed to save.
Is heaven to you a perfect place?
The look of sorrow on a sufferer's face.
A field of lives to sow and to reap
that some of us will never see?
And why is it I didn't feel the same?
Are my longings to be blamed
for not seeing heaven like you would see?
Why is a song the world for me?
What is forgiveness?
It's just a dream -
What is forgiveness?
it's everything!