Back Door

<br>I am shrouded in darkness<br><br>I crouched in wasted years<br><br>I lingered, I cant get trough<br><br>Dazzled between far and near<br><br>Like the elegies relate to days beyond recall<br><br>I lingered in many memories<br><br><br><br>And again I stumbled through the back door<br><br>Seeing you , a misty shadow<br><br>I feel my repression<br><br>I cant go on<br><br>And again I am falling backwards<br><br>Tomorrow I will be here again<br><br>A silent mute of a black desire<br><br>Tomorrow I will be here again<br><br>Tomorrow il be here again<br><br>Be here again<br><br>Be here again<br><br><br><br>I am tired of tears and laughter<br><br>Or what may come hereafter<br><br>I am weary of days and hours<br><br>Desires, dreams and powers<br><br>Although it makes me weep<br><br>It is you<br><br>I wanna keep<br><br>I wanna keep