Hidden away in my own world Regret about the dreams that I sold Looking in the mirror to recall my face Can't find the reasons of my distress No one's here and no one talks But I can hear the moans of folks Voices in my head telling me to stay Phantoms in the mirror showing me to pray But I just want them to go I've got wings that still must grow If I could open up the door Of empty room With all this pain behind my back I can't go out because I'm bound I can't see light, only dark I've found In this cold place in which I drowned But I just want them to go I've got wings that still must grow If I could open up the door Of waving room