maybe there is nothing more than this trapped inside this feeling was there something that i missed push to hide the sore beneath the skin lost my faith and drowning in this ocean within and if i should fall from where i lay would you be there to catch me and if i could sleep another day would you regret the memory there must be something more than this prison of my own design conceal the scar that stains the wrist these things will heal in time i held a fever dream spider-like to spin i held a fever dream and let it swallow me seal your regrets tomorrow comes, tomorrow gone no time to play our puppet song seal your regrets i've got to have you i'll wait forever just to touch you i wanted something more than this something i can never find the picture of my recklessness painted by my fickle mind - music / lyrics © 1999 g. antikajian [BMI] / c. roy [BMI] / narcissus / NPS-media
