Circles of Why

See the thunder, crown me through the air
I smell the teardrops, I know it’s time to rain
Without you, I feel depression, no escape
Without you, without you, without you..
Without you, I feel depression, no escape
Without you, I know the ghosts will haunt my day

Question, reasons, in circles of why
Moving, sorrow, is the scene of the cry
What would I do?

Something secret, advanced from everywhere
A wall of mirrors, I cry into the shade
Without you, I feel depression, no escape
Without you, without you, without you..
Without you, I feel depression, no escape
Without you, I know the ghosts will haunt my day

Question, reasons, in circles of why
Moving, sorrow, is the scene of the cry
What would I do?
What would I do?