Malady

Tonight she looks so innocent just like a lamb

Her misty eyes try to fake a saint that she can never be at the end

Nothing is real exept what I feel and that I´m in here

Love doesen´t work without the fear of losing someone so near and so dear

And so

I explain my hurts with singing these words

Now I am sitting here underneath a tree awaiting her so eagerly

She is invisible but not for me

So I scream her name in the rain

She´s an illusion of my brain, that is as plain as the day