Can't you see You've used my own key on me Now I'm slowly dying Right to left When you're sleeping Deeply enough Do you ever find me In our rest Cause reading your past tense feelings Is making me a bit to melancholy If you want to let it be Then please just go your own way without me If I were a card you could carry me Face down and forgotten in your bag But still as it stands I'm only the most sadly sentimental play thing you have I can't fathom why this sounded quite so high Only to cut me down I can't imagine any scenery with looking eyes Without you lingering around All this talk of dreaming Is fine and sweet All this talk of dreaming Is fine and sweet When time comes for waking Who's face do you wish to see The wolf running rampant Or the gate keeper on his knees编辑于2023/05/09更新