Draw me de Sonata Arctica

Blessed witrh an eye to see things as they are,
will you draw me?
up there on the wall,
looking down to us all,
you never saw
i found a pen and i outlined a life.
you've never cried,
i think i saw a tear in your eye.
Your eyes tell the tale,
i will not ask again.
now i see what you've lost,
nothing is quite the same.
by the love of my heart,
cut my drawing in half,
for i think i'm like
should you draw
Waiting for my evenfall.
Farewell, my passion,
you slowly turn pale.
i will long for your warmth,
made me feel safe.
i will not draw again,
'til i know it's my time.
i have lived a long life,
should i draw
Morning's here, i must have