Is this a dream?
What can't I seem-
to be anything?

Is this a lie?
Maybe I'm meant-
to only die?

But when I make the cuts
You come 'round
The root in my soul-
It is found..

I want you so..
My heart, it pounds-
Though I never know-

How you still feel..
Was that a dream-
was it real?

Yet when I fall away
You are here
You make this hatred-
Disappear
I want to feel
Alive again..
I can't seem to-
understand.

Je t'aime, mon ami..