Letra de Cling To An Image

Alone I lie
Cold
Misconstrued
My grip is lost on that which is real
Crystal clear
A memory
I recall constantly
It comforts my loneliness
And fills my empty space
Cold, misconstrued
Alone I lie
My grip is lost on that which is real
I lie to myself
Repeatedly
I act as if it still exists
When deep down I know the truth
Taunting myself
Prepared for a fall
With the hole in my heart
I feel
I deserve
I visualize with positive thoughts
I wallow, subconsciously
Picture perfect in my head
Fading slowly
I cling to which does not exist
I cling to which does not exist
I recollect the warmth we shared
It helps me relax and prepares me for what lies ahead
Another day....
Another day....
Another day....