My fingers carved a path as they ran through her hair,
a stolen moment always golden in my memory.
All I have to do is shut my eyes it feels like she is there,

these days nothing means as much to me.

You are the beacon, that guides me through.

I am a river, you are the sea, and I flow right into you...
I flow right into you.


I feel it coursing through my veins, but is it keeping me alive?
I feel it driving me insane, I hide my guilt behind this burden...
Behind this vacant stare.


I can see cracks forming in the corner of your smile (return to me)
I can see the sadness in your eyes,

what I would do to take it back...
Turn back the hands of time...
Turn back the hands of time...


How many times before,
have we been down this corridor,

how many times do we have to see,
dark shades of you and the beast in me.


I can't escape, I can't escape, I can't escape...

You made your bed, so here's a $#&@ing pillow,

you made your bed, may as well get comfortable.

My fingers carved a path as they ran through her hair,

a stolen moment always golden in my memory.
All I have to do is shut my eyes it feels like she is there,
these days nothing means as much to me.


Let go!


So wheres your $#&@ing conscience now?

How many times before,

have we been down this corridor,
how many times do we have to see,
dark shades of you and the beast in me.