with the iceing blood
that runs threw my veins
nothing can stop the pain
my bag is packed, i closed the door
i'm not cruel, you know my soul
you are just a picture on the wall.

i wish you were here
to let me hold  your hand
i wish you were here
to make you understand
and what i wish the most
that the pain you caused me will end.

let me shine
and let me fly
even without my wing
i will still try
and when i fall
you'll still be a picture on the wall.

i wish you were here
to let me hold  your hand
i wish you were here
to make you understand
and what i wish the most
that the pain you caused me end.

you are just a picture on my wall.