Why did I have to do the bidding Of a mad man behind the curtain I will not fall or fear the way that I felt That day, When the scar began to itch And the burns began to tear my skin I am cold, Afraid that I will forgive to call my own My own reflection is the fear of fear itself Perceiving beyond is a fantasy I want to laugh, I want to cry Share the dreams finside Reach for a dream, But you won't speak to me You and I are dancing in circles on the wheel of life Drowning at turns in the ocean of strife You and I are dancing in circles on the wheel of life Face it alone, I see no one in your eyes Why would I have to pick up the pieces of what once was a melody I will not fail When the wounds began to bleed And the burns began to scream I am cold, Afraid that I will forgive the sinner Within the soul that I love to call my own My own reflection is the fear of fear itself Perceiving beyond is just a fantasy The silence, Unending silence A sentence, A word No answers, Simply questions