IT WILL BE DONE

I hold on to a dream that I know is not real.

Whisper to me and tell me to hang on...

Draw me closer to you, into your arms

Show me your soul that I may build upon.

Have me any way you want me...

Leave me hidden in the darkness

until you can hold back no more.

Christen me with your touch...

cause me to bleed.

Let me know that this image I long for

is not only a dream.