How many tears are left to cry
How many lifes are left to die

Nobody can spend your days
N obody can dry your tears
N obody can stop the war
A never unknown feeling they've lost

...and if you sleep too long each morning
does it mean you fear the day?

Refren:
But I feel your tears
Drying away off my skin
The shine within your eyes
Will soon enlighten my night

I wake up to see, there's nothing real
The answer might once be found in me
I'll lead you out of the night

...and if you sleep too long each morning
does it mean you fear the day?

refren:
But I feel your tears
Drying away off my skin
The shine within your eyes
Will soon enlighten my night