Portrait of a Dying Heart

Lie to me... can't find a reason why... I'm lost and blind now I wish I could turn back time and start again Nothing really matters when you're going insane Tell me... how am I supposed to live this way? I can feel my spirit dying ripped out by your

Isolated, one last time A seed of star becoming flame Just to make her realize how dark she was then He's made of wish & steadiness A candle burning in his hand To light a wide path with no fear and guide her through the unknown... Hold it tight A to