I swing between my highs and lows
I am in your grasp
So why don't you dare to catch
I walk these lonely nights , alone
Alone and wanting something else,
Something more
I stray in to your dreams at night, just like you stray in
mine
Dreaming is alright, just not enough
for me right now

We play puppet masters
In this life that we have
Tilting, swaying, flying in the skies
That are dark
Where the hell is the light

I swing betwen my highs and my lows
Hoping to find the middle ground
That'll make it better
That will make me not alone, any more.
I am in your grasp, so catch, before i fall



We play foolish games
Thinking it makes us strong
Thinking that's what we're supposed to do
But what if it's not?
What if we're wrong/