Did I wake the spirits, am I the reason why they wheep Here I stand walking through my thoughts, Sawing seeds for my fields of sadness, As the sadness walks through me, the spirits paint their pictures I never thought I'd fall, the passion takes my sight You ruled my every move, you were my leeding light Bleeding... I bleed for you A growing distance between us, tears which killed my sleep There I stood fighting against my thoughts, Trying not to paint the future black Dream myself strong, to stand again Feeding my emotions, forever let them reign