Ending Theme

And so I find myself here once again - first step down Remedy LaneBudapest you tore my world apart - well, here I amWorn with rope ends on my mind, torn with blood scarred in my eyesBut now I'm back to shake that from my lifeEnding Theme, ending themeRipping at the seams, for an openingBack again at Deak Ter - I know I could have left her thereIt was the feeling of leaving myself that I could not bearThe same old hotel room in Pest one night before the Sziget festHungarian Princess will you share my rest?To rest in my...ENDING THEME ENDING THEMERipping at the seams, for an openingto be honest I don't know what I'm looking for - who to besitting here as once before, weeks ago - just waiting for a knock on that door and I have left all I thought was me to find out, to make sure if it was you or methat made me feel so free and real, but when we kiss I don't know, I just don't know'cause it leaves a taste of emptiness, and I think What if I'm simply depressed?blind, just finding rest from my mind here in Budapest?confusing zest with the joy of being blessed with the bliss of self-escape as we kiss?and mixing my being unstressed with your being undressed and the taste of being truewith the fresh taste of me and you as we touch? I don't knowbut I saw so much of me in you, the me I've missed, the young and free in youbut still, that doesn't mean a thing, may not mean anything about my needing youbut I guess we had to meet, to be near; to make sure, and still my dearbeyond this bed and that door, to be honest, I fear I just don't knowending themeending themeFanning flames to dreams of belongingending themeending themeRipping at the seams, for an openingto be honest I don't know what I'm looking for...lying here, watching you leave through that door