THROUGH HER EYES

She never really had a change. . .
On that faith full moonlit night. . .
Sacrifice without a figth. . .
A victim of circumstance . . .

Now that I become aware. . .
And I have exposed this tragedy. . .
A sadness grow inside of me. . .
It all seems so unfair. . .

I am learning all about my life. . .
By looking through her eyes. . .

Just beyond the curch yard gates. . .
Where the grass is over grown. . .
I saw the writing on her stone. . .
I felt like I would suffocate. . .

In loving memory of our child. . .
So innocence eyes open wide. . .
I felt so empty as I cry. . .
Like part me had died. . .

I am learning all about my life. . .
By looking through her eyes. . .

And as her image wandered through my head. . .
I wept just like a baby as I lay awake in bed. . .
And I know what is like to lose someone you love. . .
And this felt just the same. . .

She was not given any choice. . .
Desperation stole her voice. . .
I have been given so much more in life. . .
I have got a son I have got a wife. . .

I had to suffer one last time. . .
To grieve for her and say goodbye. . .
Live the anguish of my past. . .
To found out who I was at last. . .

The door has open wide. . .
I am turning with the side. . .
By looking through her eyes. . .


by dream theater