I lost the power within
To write the words down
That describes my sins
So beautiful and with glamour
Even with a thousand moons
That lights my path so brightly
And for the coldest darkness
That hide in every corner
I hold only sixteen candles
And seven has burned away
To nothing more than ashes
The time before was a beautiful dream
And in that dream I gathered hope
Hope for the time that had to come
But all smiles and laughter vanished
Even the flowers had disappeared
For the time I live for now
And every candle that I’ll light
They will go out after a while
But I will walk my moonlit paths
With frightened thoughts and scary dreams
This time…
I’ll lay myself to sleep