Doubt کے بول

What will become of me If its presence doesn't protect me? How many sleepless nights? My eyes staring at emptiness Why does my body feel so cold? The star does wind on my shoulder no more Was it all wrong? Nothing was real A pleasant dream? An illusion? Not so sure... Now, all my fears are like spiders creeping on my back He was my guardian angel, my savior Am I to live without his strength When the Winding Star disappears Why does my body feel so cold? My body is forsaken Was it all wrong? Nothing was real A pleasant dream? An illusion? Not so sure... Why does my body feel so cold? The star does wind on my shoulder no more Was it all wrong? Nothing was real A pleasant dream? An illusion? An illusion...