Besedila: Sleep Station. After The War. Waiting.

This way it goes, twist it and turn that way. I have your hope, keep it inside this way everyday, I rise. I had hoped to have you home, but instead I live all alone, counted on dreams that never came, so I will sleep again today. Time never comes and it is hours that pass through blind, into the wind, where you lift me up again. I had hoped to have you home but instead I live alone counting on your face to arrive, hoping you make it home alive.
Evening changes, voices so strange inside our home. I have stayed inside all alone. Time has never felt this long, but it doesn?t mean your gone, waiting here for you to arrive. I had hoped to have you home, but instead I live all alone, counted on dreams that never came, so I will sleep again today