Velvet Dreams - John Wesley, J. Robert, Mark Prator

I must guard this precious heart

I must close these jaded eyes

My small world has come apart

Under the weight of our demise

The words you say, the way you move

The lies you tell, the bones you bruise

Cannot be mended, cannot be healed

I am the soul that no longer feels

You must leave, you must go I am better here alone

I have nothing left to steal

I am the soul that no longer feels

You must leave, you must go I am better here alone

I am better here

A velvet veil covered your head

White like the satin on our bed

These vows were never meant to be so mean

This is not my velvet dream

You must leave, you must go I am better here alone

I have nothing left to steal

I am the sould that no longer heals

You must leave, you must go I am better here alone

Be this hell or in between

These are not my velvet dreams

These are not my dreams