Sunday

This house was once filled with wishes and desire

But all life died out,only ghosts come through the door

Now it's a shell that's just saiting for the fire

Nobody lives in this house anymore

The man and that girl,were they just strange illusions?

Weren't they just here,were they both wishful dreams?

May be it was all elusive delusions

Was life on this cliff not as real as it seems?

Now all I have left is a heart ever aching

Beyond the horizon is nothing I fear

The house and that life are up for the taking

I leave it all to the storm of the year

Sea,make a promise and take my hands steady

Please let me know that your waves will carry me

Break me free,take me in,know that I am ready

As I leave the house on the sliff

by the sea