3 acessos
Cold is my tomorrow
Clouded is my sight
Sorrow in my spirit
Windswept to the night
In my dream, it never would end this way
I woke up alone on my judgment day
All the times I could have
Opened up to God
All the things they told me
Buried under sod
In my dream it never would end this way
I woke up alone on my judgment day
Then He opened a book He called "Life"
To place where my name should be
Then He closed it & He started to cry
He said "You never knew Me".
I know that this sounds just
like a fairy tale
That's the way that I felt
Now I live in hell
In my dream it never would end this way
I woke up alone on my judgment day