standing by the window
eyes upon you
Hoping that the memory
will leave her spirit soon
She shuts the doors and lights
and lays her body on the bed
where images and words are
running deep
She has too much pride to pull
the sheets above her head
So quietly she lays and
waits for sleep
She stares at the ceiling
and tries not to think
and pictures the chain
shes been trying to link again
but the feeling is gone
And water cant cover her memory
and ashes cant answer her pain
God give me the power to take a
breath from a breeze
And call life from a cold
metal frame
In with the ashes
Or up with the smoke from the fire
With wings up in heaven
or here, lying in bed
palm of her hand to my head
Now and forever curled in my heart
and the heart of the world
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dream theatre - wait for sleep Lyrics
dream theatre - wait for sleep Lyrics
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standing by the window
eyes upon you
Hoping that the memory
will leave her spirit soon
She shuts the doors and lights
and lays her body on the bed
where images and words are
running deep
She has too much pride to pull
the sheets above her head
So quietly she lays and
waits for sleep
She stares at the ceiling
and tries not to think
and pictures the chain
shes been trying to link again
but the feeling is gone
And water cant cover her memory
and ashes cant answer her pain
God give me the power to take a
breath from a breeze
And call life from a cold
metal frame
In with the ashes
Or up with the smoke from the fire
With wings up in heaven
or here, lying in bed
palm of her hand to my head
Now and forever curled in my heart
and the heart of the world
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eyes upon you
Hoping that the memory
will leave her spirit soon
She shuts the doors and lights
and lays her body on the bed
where images and words are
running deep
She has too much pride to pull
the sheets above her head
So quietly she lays and
waits for sleep
She stares at the ceiling
and tries not to think
and pictures the chain
shes been trying to link again
but the feeling is gone
And water cant cover her memory
and ashes cant answer her pain
God give me the power to take a
breath from a breeze
And call life from a cold
metal frame
In with the ashes
Or up with the smoke from the fire
With wings up in heaven
or here, lying in bed
palm of her hand to my head
Now and forever curled in my heart
and the heart of the world
0