Sometimes i think i'm living ...
in a house of shattered glass ~
where ghosts return to haunt me ...
in the shadows of the past.

Sometimes i think i'm drowning...
in a mist of summer rain ~
where sadness is my companion ...
and it's hard to hide the pain.

Sometimes i feel so lonely ...
and emptiness fills my heart ~
wrenching at my dreams ...
and tearing them apart.

Sometimes the girl inside me ...
cries as i cry too ~
sometimes the hurt cascades ...
into everything i do.

Sometimes i wish she'd leave ...
and set this woman free ~
from the ghost of all the teardrops ...
and just let myself be me.