The Commentator's Despair کے بول

Reflection in her tears I can still feel that sigh of relief Confided in Me I feel safe in your arms The picture in her mind with the reinented fear that had long since settled deep in her inside I wish I knew your feelings I cannot catch the depth I can merely scratch the surface Are your dreams sweet? filled with all those precious memories of the spirit you've destroyed Contracted, is a most horrifying infection That's robbed security and destroyed trust My hear burns true I am forever changed The sun is black and I am ashamed Like her, this will never leave me Oh precious memories