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Guilty Skies (Dark vs Light)


turning back,
i can see the face that left me on that fateful day
waiting now,
always waiting for a sign to carry me away

never knew

time would fade away so quickly without telling me
please believe

there is still a chance for us to grow and finally move on


one more day

please give me the strength to carry on the way you do (way you do)

walk away

following the path you laid ahead for me to see

never knew
time would fade away so quickly without telling me (telling me)
please believe

there is still a chance for us to grow and finally move on


where were you when tears were shed and i was so unhappy then

now i'm fighting for the freedom of what's really true


where were you when skies were blue and we were so happy - now,
we are fighting for the freedom of what's really true

flowers bloom and flowers fade, your love falls from my eyes
over the silence, never forget that i was always there for you

you always threw me away, torn into the guilty sky

i won't let go of what you have done to make me who i am

flowers bloom and flowers fade but my love never dies
over the silence, never forget that i am really next to you

smiling like there's nothing there, torn into the guilty sky

i won't let go of this final wish that keeps us holding on

tell me how

you could be so careless with the words you spoke to me

feel my hand
slowly letting go of what we used to believe in

never thought

you would turn into the person that i fear the most

i believe

you no longer need the chance to grow and finally live on


look ahead
notice all the laughter in the air that sounds so free (sounds so free)

feel my hand

never letting go of what we used to believe in

never thought

everyone would fade away until we were the ones

to believe

there is still a chance for us to grow and finally live on

i cannot imagine being with you as i simply smile
now i'm fighting for the right to dream the way i do


i cannot imagine standing here without a simple smile
we are fighting for the right to dream on like we do


flowers bloom and flowers fade, my love falls from my eyes
over the silence, never forget that i was always there for you
you always threw me away, torn into the guilty sky
i won't let go of what you have done to make me who i am


flowers bloom and flowers fade but my love never dies
over the silence, never forget that i am really next to you

smiling like there's nothing there, torn into the guilty sky

i won't let go of this final wish that keeps us holding on

when will you gain the strength

to accept what you've done
when will you ever learn to live with the truth


when will we gain the strength
to be the way we dream

when will we ever learn to accept the truth


where are your memories
covered by your shadows

these aren't what i want...

these are your shadows

these are your dreams
those are what i want...


where were you when tears were shed and i was so unhappy then
now i'm fighting for the freedom of what's really true


where were you when skies were blue and we were so happy - now,
we are fighting for the freedom of what's really true


flowers bloom and flowers fade, our love falls from my eyes
over the silence, never forget that i was always next to you

you always threw me away, torn into the guilty sky

i won't let go of what you have done to make me who i am


flowers bloom and flowers fade but my love never dies
over the silence, never forget that i am really next to you

smiling like there's nothing there, torn into the guilty sky

i won't let go of this final wish that keeps us holding on


silence tears apart my heart

but i continue dreaming on....


We dream to live on
We continue dreaming on.....

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