Lips are turning blue

A kiss that can't renew

I'm cold. It's too late for hope. Too late to change the past. Too late to correct my mistakes.

I only dream of you

My beautiful

I never told her how beautiful she was, how perfect and brilliant.

Tiptoe to your room

A starlight in the gloom

She was my secret. My painful secret. She was the light in my heart's darkness and gloom.

I only dream of you

And you never knew

I never told her. So many chances, all lost. I never told her I was dreaming of her. I never told her I loved her. I never did. I never will.

Sing for absolution

I will be singing

And falling from your grace

Was there ever any chance for us to be together? I don't believe in fate but was I meant to lose her? Is it a punishment, for my sins? And if so, can I be forgiven?

There's nowhere left to hide

In no one to confide

I know I can't get away from this, from what's coming. But if I had another chance, I'd make things right. I'd tell her.

The truth burns deep inside

And will never die

The truth is that it's all my fault. I lost her because I was jealous. Jealous because she was happy. Jealous because half the world had her but I didn't. And I'm jealous right now because she's brave and I'm scared.

Lips are turning blue

A kiss that can't renew

One night, long ago, when she was asleep I couldn't help but steal a kiss from her tasty lips. She smiled, I thought she was dreaming, she couldn't have felt me. She couldn't know.

I only dream of you

My beautiful

I spend the rest of the night looking at her, the beautiful angel. I watched her, I protected her. Even if that was not my responsibility.

Sing for absolution

I will be singing

And falling from your grace

Now that I'm lying here alone, dying, I guess there's not much to do. If only I could be forgiven, but only God has that power and I'm an atheist. I don't hope. I don't expect to rest in peace. It doesn't matter. Not without her.

Our wrongs remain unrectified

And our souls won't be exhumed

Actually, even if I had another chance I would waste it just like I wasted all the chances I've already been given. Because I'm a coward. Even if I was forgiven, I would still bury my soul. Because I'm born to be a sinner. Because I'm a human. Although, I have the right to try. I'll try. I struggle but I manage to whisper "I love you", hoping the wind could somehow send these words to her. Suddenly, though, my words come back, they echo in my ears. I love you, too. I didn't say "too". Or did I? It's only a matter of seconds before it happens. So maybe I have delusions. But then again, is it just my dying mind that sees that beautiful angel next to me who's crying? She is… her. So sad. I don't have time to find out. It's over.