The 11th Hour - Disown

So surreal I feel when will this end?
Thoughts of you come flooding with regret
Just once to hold you
To taste the sweat of you
To touch your face and feel your warm embrace

So alone, you know, I loved you so
Hung by sorrow and I can't let go
Just one moments peace
To feel your breath on me
To touch your skin and feel myself within

You.

Within you
Within you
Within you
Within you