The Morning (Aphelios' Song)

It must be some kind of a nightmare
That you're gone
So I hold my breath tight 'til the morning
In which you come home

I saw your face as you left, you looked like you had
Places you wanted to go
And now I just wonder if places you reach will feel
Better or worse alone

I shouldn't dwell on what's done, but I can't help but
Wonder where life will take you
I know you're strong and you'll find a way back to your
Peace of mind
But mine is crumbling

Until
The morning
You come
Back home
To me

Until the end, the end
Of this horrible dream
I'll wait, and hide, and fight
'Til the end of this dream, and hope, and wish
That it's only
A dream