Bleeding

Did I wake the spirits, am I the reason why they wheep
Here I stand walking through my thoughts,
sawing seeds for my fields of sadness,
as the sadness walks through me, the spirits paint their pictures
I never thought I´d fall, the passion takes my sight
You ruled my every move, you were my leeding light
Bleeding… I bleed for you
A growing distance between us, tears which killed my sleep
There I stood fighting against my thoughts,
trying not to paint the future black
Dream myself strong, to stand again
Feeding my emotions, forever let them reign