Tekster: Alesana. The Emptiness. A Lunatic's Lament.

:
If only you could see
(If only you could see)
You're the only girl
I've ever dreamed of
If only you could see
(If only you could see)

Should I apologize
with such pathetic eyes
Just the sight of you has made me
sick tonight (tonight)
It was your poison kiss
that turned me into this
Then again there is a chance
you could be right.

Darling will you please (please)
take a walk with me
We could count the stars
and disappear
(I wish you could see)
I wish you could see
You're the only girl
I've ever dreamed of

Are you satisfied?
Are you satisfied?
Are you satisfied?

What fate has led me here?
Oh please forgive me dear.
I don't know if I could survive
on my own
I could have married you,
instead I buried you
Now we'll see
if I can fall asleep alone (alone)

Darling will you please (please)
take a walk with me
We can count the stars
and disappear
(I wish you could see)
I wish you could see
You're the only girl
I've ever dreamed of

Are you satisfied?
(Are you satisfied?)
The nightmare's coming true
Are you satisfied?
(Are you satisfied?)

Are you satisfied?
(Are you satisfied?)
I did it all for you.
Are you satisfied?
(Are you satisfied?)

I wish you could see
You're the only girl
I've ever dreamed of

Darling will you please (please)
take a walk with me
We can count the stars
and disappear
(I wish you could see)
I wish you could see
You're the only girl
I've ever dreamed of

Are you satisfied?
(Are you satisfied?)
Are you satisfied?
(Are you satisfied?)

The depth of a man's soul
can not be measured in a matter
of meters and fathoms
but rather it is in my opinion
only quantified by his proximity
to heaven and hell.

It was in such a state that
I ushered myself past
the town tavern,
bursting at the seams with
the sounds of laughter

and Had it only been a different night,
a different place, a different kind
of man passing by the threshold
of that innocent pub.
runken piano playing.

The events that transpired
at that point would have
undoubtedly been drastically different.

I can only guess if anyone outside that place
had a clue when the exclamations
of mirth became the desperate
screams of the helpless,
begging for their very lives.


(Thanks to silique for correcting these lyrics)