My Dark Side Home - Visions Of Atlantis

Blinded by the tears I she’d while

Pricking my soul with needles

From out your eyes,

Can’t imagine it’s too late,

I could have seen it coming, now I realize.

It’s not what it should be

Drowning in my memories

I’m drowning…

I’m living in my darkside…

My darkside home,

Light is painting shadows where I used to go.

My darkside home,

Paper boats on water carrying all my hope.

What is it you want, what is it you need?

Your steps through my door won’t tell me indeed.

Out in the porch I see the path you take is fading

In front of me.

It’s not what it should be,

Blurred edges all around me

I’m living in my darkside…

My darkside home,

Light is painting shadows where I used to go.

My darkside home,

Paper boats on water carrying all my hope.

It’s not what it should be

Drowning in my memories

It’s not what it should be

Drowning in my memories

My darkside home,

Light is painting shadows where I used to go.

My darkside home,

Paper boats on water carrying all my hope.