I'm not where I should be
Nothing is familiar to me
Flowers laid on the bed
It doesn't make sense in my head
Figures dressed in black
Enter the room from the back
They whisper words I can't comprehend
Suddenly she touches my hand
I think I'm starting to understand
She's holding me tight
Holding me tight
It's time but she won't let go
Her scent recalls memories so old
Her heartbeat steadily flows, then
I realise mine is too slow
All I want is to go home
Please, free me
She's holding me tight
Holding me tight