Waking up covered in sweat
Perhaps they were my lonesome tears
what wet my face, my skin
Wishing I could sleep away my fears
I try to run, I try to walk
Lying to myself, my head up high
as if this heart didn't still hurt
as if it had ceased to cry
Unsure of what was real
I try to grasp what seemed surreal
Wondering if I dreamed it all
If Love indeed transformed me
Wondering too if I could move on
Leaving the fears and scars behind
Hoping to find in a new air my home
Naive I thought home's what your arms behold
