how could i ever go back....back to the lifewhere i lived amongst the deadthose who have forgotten how to feeland become slaves to memoryand wishful thinkingbut your love has set me freeas you've awakened every starthat has been sleepingin the constellation of my soulhow could i go backto live amongst the deadthose who imprisoned beautyi never want to leave your armsso i wait in hope for your embraceillusions of what i thought was lovenow i have clear sightto see i've left nothing behind