"Lingering Mists"

The morning rides on the wind
I breathe lingering mists
And she reminds me of a sad, sad story
I don't believe she exists

And what's a dream to the dark
When the sun breaks my heart
with every memory I'm buried in agony
I should have known from the start

That you were no good...

Feel like I'm barely alive
When the mist hits my eyes
Each moment fades with the passing of days
Leaves scars on the inside

And what's a dream in the dark
A place where I'm torn apart
My hopes were dashed with only a glance
I should have know from the start

That you were no good...

No good for me...