Like some long lost forgotten tombs. I part velvet curtains that hide your rooms. Frozen monuments to pain. And tiny sparks of Hope again. Among these rooms You softly glide. Too afraid To step inside. For fear that pain Might happen once more You stop and wait Outside the door. [chorus] For when it comes to pick and shove. Sometimes it takes more Than just love. A bandaged heart, with a touch of rust. It takes a lot To learn to trust. And open arms and open mind. To see what they Just might find. Till comes the time When your eyes see. Your ShadowKing Was always me. [music] I don't fear death. I don't fear life. I wade through the memories Of strife. In fact only one fear Will do. The thought of life Without you. [chorus] For when it comes to pick and choose. There's so much more Inside I hear the same rhyme. Be patient dear It's not yet time. Queen of my dreams. Wait to see. Your ShadowKing Was always me.
