I've thought too long--
Too long on the things that I once thought were important...
What was the truth?
The meaning behind why I am who I am?
Who am I?
Why am I?
I reach out--
Can anyone really hear me?
Does anyone really care?
I'm so very tired...
I want to sleep--
Sleep away the past,
And maybe the pain with it...
I want to sleep--
One hundred years of sleep,
One hundred tears today,
One hundred years of sleep--
And nothing will have changed,
Today is tomorrow--
Tomorrow is yesterday come again...
One hundred years passing by,
The future is a lie,
The past on my mind,
In the present I lie,
One hundred years to sleep,
One hundred years to dream.
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