Lyrics

Curtains closing on
My dream and foreign circumstance
Nothing will be mine
That I want so should I thank
Everyone I ever met
Everything I ever had
Or leave it be

I?d die to know
Where they?ve gone or where they hide
I don?t hang on too much
But this time I feel I have to try
To learn from everything
To grow and be the one
That I want to be

I miss everything, everyone
I miss all the joy, all the thorns

So much has gone by
That I can?t even start to count
Of all the things I?ve done
And with whom I share them with
One more time is what they call
Go and live them once again
Why would I dream

I?ve started to breathe
The first time in way to long
Of all the things I?ve missed
It?s this that I?ve missed the most
No material possession
No outrageous thing
Just a hand

I miss everything, everyone
I miss all the joy, all the thorns