Dreaming of a figure diminishing along the way, Dreaming of an angel to bring solace, The thirst within,waiting to discover, An inspiration over frozen tears, All is lost with dawn's embrace, Thoughts still lingering onto yesterday... I believe that you'll be here in disguise.. Waiting for a chance to come.. To help me revive.. From the outcast I've become.. Lost myself in forced commitments, Lost myself in foreign dreams, While the mornings wake with cold feet, With a resolve to avoid yet another defeat, The smothered belief that vision would materialize, And someday see through these scarlet eyes.. Searching for you in every face i see, Screaming your name in every word i speak, And even looking back if you were invisible to be, As vulnerable as i could ever be.. I believe that you'll be here in disguise.. Waiting for a chance to come.. To help me revive.. From the outcast I've become..