When there is lightning, you know it always brings me down; because it's free, and I see that it is me who is lost and never found.
I cry out for magic. I feel it dancing in the light. It was cold, I lost my hold to the shadows of the night.
Do your demons...do they ever let you go? When you have tried, do they hide deep inside? Is it someone that you know?
You're just a picture. You're an image caught in time. We're a lie, you and I. We are words without a rhyme.
Feel the magic...I feel it floating in the air. But it 's fear, and I hear it calling "You beware! Look out!"
There's no sign of the morning coming, there's no sign of the day. You have been left on your own, like a rainbow in the dark.