Another teardrop of oblivion Running down the edge of a cold needle Your clear illusions Flying above the sky And breaking into pieces I can't believe it, I cry out But there's no choice A blue knife is shining beside me And you fall asleep in it In a moment The dream is cooling down and everything Gradually Tears are disappearing Traversing the time I open my eyes at a strange voice calling me That came closer to me And everything's disappearing Just like a mirage I, I'm wandering again along the light surrounding me and Standing on the street that I never can go back I'll see another piece of me Coming back, I meet you
