Negative Foreseeing

I see the storm in your eyes
 They're open but it's the same
 As if they were cold like ice
 They're gone with no flame
 You can't see me by your side
 And I wait for the right moment
 Which is coming on a tide
 Because we can't stop the time
 You are caged,
 In a bed,
 And this bed is your prison
 A prison,
 With no bars,
 And time,
 Goes on
 I see the storm in your eyes
 They're open but it's the same
 As if they were cold like ice
 They're gone with no flame
 If I could stop the time
 Maybe I could avoid missing you
 But now that you are gone
 In desperation I got the blues
 If I had in my hands
 A powerfull crystal ball
 This would have never happened
 In the past and for all
 I see the storm in your eyes
 They're open but it's the same
 As if they were cold like ice
 They're gone with no flame...
 No flame
 Because we can't stop the time. No!
 I see the storm in your eyes
 They're open but it's the same
 As if they were cold like ice
 They're gone with no flame.