I hope for a day when the sun will shine
And I’ll wake at the brake of dawn
But these skeletons won’t stay in their closet
And the monsters won’t leave from under my bed
My heart always beats in rhythm with the drums
But the voices in my head are always daunting

I’m a blank canvas yet to be fully colored
And I’m already painted half black
Who knows? It could be undone
The artist is trying to take control

I’m scared I’ll lose you and I’d
Dissolve like a shadow in the midnight moonlight
We’ll live in a dream only partly cloudy
So if we never wake up we can see the sun
But such ethereal things come to an end sometime
And if I ever woke up I just might
See our shadows in the noontime sunshine

If I could just see the sunlight everything would be fine
It’s just that I’m stuck to this reality, caught like a fly

I hope for a day when the sun will shine
And I’ll wake at the brake of dawn
But these skeletons won’t stay in their closet
And the monsters won’t leave from under my bed
My heart always beats in rhythm with the drums
But the voices in my head are always daunting

It’s complete, I’ve finished!
Don’t you see?
(I told you, the artist’s taken over)
I’m a fully colored canvas
I’m painted three-fourths red, one-third black
Three-fourths desire, one-third anguish

The wolves howl alone to the midnight moonlight
I just sit by my window and listen to their tiring calls
My bed is ghostly, supernatural
It glows with the memories I loathe
It just sits there mocking me every time I lay my head to rest
If only I could see the sunshine