Where in the world did the time go?
It's where your spirit seems to roam
Like losing faith to our abandon
Or an empty hallway from a broken home
Well don't look away from the arms of a bad dream
Don't look away, sometimes you're better lost than to be seen
I don't feel strange, it's more like haunted
Another moment trapped in time
I can't quite put my finger on it
But it's like a child that was left behind
So where in the world's the forgotten?
Like soldiers from a long lost war
We share the scars from our abandon
And what we remember becomes folklore
Well, don't look away from the arms of a bad dream
Don't look away, sometimes you're better lost than to be seen
Don't look away from the arms of a moment
Don't look away from the arms of tomorrow
Don't look away from the arms of a moment
Don't look away from the arms of love