The Watcher

Oh, I’ve become so impatient.
Freeing in, such a delicate distance.
Oh, if I could ever be so clear.
(It finds you before you)
It finds you before you know you.
Who made you believe you were so far from the truth?
I’m casted for the will to move on and oh, come back to me.
«Wait dreamer you haven’t been set off to sleep».
Yielding to saints,
Yield to the watcher Lord knows he’s been working.
Yielding to saints,
Yield to the watcher extending the union.
(It finds you before you)
It finds you before you know you.
Who made you believe you were so far from the truth?
I’m casted for the will to move on and oh, come back to me.
«Wait dreamer you haven’t been set off to sleep».
Well if I could only,
Well if I could only forget (what it’s like) to use you.
Well if I could only forget to use you.