Florence's Sad Song

This game is not a good game
I don’t believe it’s happening
It must be all a dream
This game is not like my game
I’m in the dark and frightened
I’m in the dark and lonely
It must be all a dream
Shall we ever see the sun again?
Shall we ever see the rain again?
Shall we ever play our games again?
Or will the games we play end here?
Somehow I know it’s my fault
I should have trusted no one
My trusting spoiled the game
Next time I’ll be more careful
Next time I’ll look behind me
Next time I won’t be foolish
Next time I’ll be alright
Shall we ever see the sun again?
Shall we ever feel the rain again?
Shall we ever play our games again?
Or will the games we play end here?
Or will the games we play end here?