Turns to Me

Stands all alone

looks in the mirror

and sees what she wanted to be

Safely unknown

To anyone near her

she sees what she wanted to see

and turns to me

and turns to me

And turns to...

She was prophesied

for an early slide

followed it to the letter

Well kept beauty queen

if there, always seen

still you thought she'd know better

No erasing

The time you're wasting

but when you're wasting

You don't care

All those pieces

in short term leases

but when you need them

They're not there

For all those moments of yesterday

she's traded every tomorrow

and now all those moments are so far away

ghosts haunt each word she would say

As she walks among the decay

She had oscar wilde's

Timeless sense of style

as had been her intention

Still she was afraid

time must be repaid

And there'd be no redemption

Youth and time collide

she could not decide

on a certain direction

Time was catching up

carefully made up

She avoided detection

For all those moments of yesterday

she's traded every tomorrow

and now all those moments are so far away

i saw it too

closer than you

what else is there left to

Wait for me now

i will be there for you

this i will vow

If you still want me to

But it won't be

this i have always known

and in the dark

there's no one to pray for me now

I don't understand what i'm feeling tonight

i don't understand but i'm waiting

searching the shadows that fade in the light

but i'm feeling alive

trying to survive