I want to see your eyes. The light, the tunnel.
I need to feel your love. This fight, my struggle.
Which hand should I cut off? My life in shambles.
Ill lose my life right here. But what for, Im coming home.
And I will meet you (there)
Im heading nowhere fast. I need your hands.
Which breath will be my last? Its gone, my past.
Love with a broken heart. Im here alone.
Im getting taken away. I hope youre coming soon.
And I will meet you (there)
Grab my hand and take me home.
Will you be there to grab my hand and take me away?
I want to see your eyes.
I need to feel your love.
Which hand should I cut off?
Ill lose my life right here.
© 2002 Solid State Records
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