Sending, sending, sending...
I'm sending you this letter, so you can understand what I'm going through
It won't make you feel better, but I swear, all this is true
I'm standing on the edge of the unknown
Hoping that you can keep me from being alone
I reach out my hand, and hold you into me
This is my stand; this is who I want to be
I call out your name, and pray for us to escape
I'm not the same; I'm reaching sub-level seven
Sub-level seven
Sub-level seven
I'm hoping you can hear my voice, through the endless meteor storm outside
You will have to make a choice; pick the route for us to ride
I'm standing on the edge of the unknown
Knowing that I'll one day be alone
I reach out my hand, and hold you into me
This is my stand; this is who I want to be
I call out your name, and pray for us to escape
I'm not the same; I'm reaching sub-level seven
Sub-level seven
Sub-level seven
Sub-level seven
Sub-level seven