The floor is cold 
My tears are dry 
There is no life 
I’ve been left to die 

Inside a harsh room 
I look through the window 
I want to find hope 
I want to run in my own world 
And be with Him alone 

My nightmare, my pain, my hate
You, my dear suffering
You killed me 
You send me to death 

I lay down on the floor
Without hope I wait 
On the Sweet Redeemer 
To save the life of Me 

My dear dreams will come true 
Once I find the one that long loved 
Once He heals my heart