I was breathing and my heartbeat felt real. I could still hear the beeping from the life-support machine. It started slowing down and it became one deafening tone. The heart stopped beating. There I stand next to the bed, looking down at one without a heartbeat. I was still breathing. I could still see my chest heaving. I stared at the one on the bed, only the numbness could be felt. And I walked away.
Is there something I should know? Something you won't tell me? I can see it in your eyes, There's nothing left for you to hide, my love. Is there somewhere we can go? Somewhere that we could speak? If there is time, could we still find, Piece of mind, some kind of love, my love? But if you stay, I know I'd throw it all away, And if you go, I know I'll find my way back home. You say I give it all away, Leave nothing to imagination, Well it's all I know, although I know, You don't want everything, my love. But if you stay, I know I'd throw it all away, And if you go, I know I'd find my way back home. Stay, Stay, If you go, If you go. Is there something I should know? Is there something I should know? Is there something I should know, my love?