My mind is a futile escape from a harsh reality.
A safeguard of hopeless dreams that I'll always keep close to me.
And as the distance grows great, one thing will remain un changed.

And my love will burn on brighter with every waking day.
I know that at times I'm useless, and at times I'm beyond repair.
I know when I wake in the morning I wonder what I'm doing here.

If there was a purpose in life, it's yet to have it's day.
Until then, if there's a hope, I don't think I could say.
I was led to believe that something's were inseparable.

And I thought that there would be something to catch me when I fell.
But times have changed, and you've moved on, but one thing has remained the same;
I was there when you needed me, I just wish you could say the same.

It was only love that could bring you back to me.
It was only love that could bridge this emptiness in-between.