Savatage Turns To Me
(O'Neill/Oliva/Pitrelli) Stands all alone Looks in the mirror And sees what she wanted to be Safely unknown To anyone near her She sees what she wanted to see And turns to me And turns to me And turns to... She was prophesied For an early slide Followed it to the letter Well kept beauty queen If there, always seen Still you thought she'd know better No erasing The time you're wasting But when you're wasting You don't care All those pieces In short term leases But when you need them They're not there For all those moments of yesterday She's traded every tomorrow And now all those moments are so far away Ghosts haunt each word she would say As she walks among the decay She had Oscar Wilde's Timeless sense of style As had been her intention Still she was afraid Time must be repaid And there'd be no redemption Youth and time collide She could not decide On a certain direction Time was catching up Carefully made up She avoided detection For all those moments of yesterday She's traded every tomorrow And now all those moments are so far away I saw it too Closer than you What else is there left to say Wait for me now I will be there for you This I will vow If you still want me to But it won't be This I have always known And in the dark There's no one to pray for me now I don't understand what I'm feeling tonight I don't understand but I'm waiting Searching the shadows that fade in the light But I'm feeling alive Trying to survive Float with the tide Till you arrive and I...
