| Underneath your mask, | |
| A place for us to hide | |
| From this penetrating pain of mortal life. | |
| The beauty of it all | |
| Makes no sense to me | |
| With restraints on my curiosity. | |
| When you are dreaming, | |
| I am wide awake. | |
| Believe when you see me, | |
| In the mind's eye I wait | |
| While you are sleeping. | |
| Lost inside your mind | |
| In the dead of night, | |
| Nowhere else to hide. | |
| Playing with fire is burning my reality. | |
| The shape of things to come | |
| Are closer than they seem. | |
| Changing your design | |
| Every time you disappear. | |
| I'm planning my escape | |
| Through portals of your mind | |
| Where people seem to drop like flies. | |
| I buried your past away, | |
| Failing to seize the day. | |
| Your memory is suppressed, | |
| I'm raising the dead. | |
| I'm lost inside your mind | |
| In the dead of night, | |
| Nowhere else to hide. | |
| Playing with fire is burning my reality. | |
| Lost inside your mind, | |
| I am wide awake, | |
| Nowhere else to hide. | |
| In the mind's eye I await. |