I think I can remember of a picture in my eyes

Something of dreams that was taken away

I'm trying to remember through my clouded dull and restless mind

The thoughts they try and stop me now

From finding a way

Like thorns in my way

It's something of dreams that was taken away

The return of the real me

I feel I am recalling to a long-forgotten time

I'm making out a clearing in my only once but useless mind

Somewhere I had that was taken away

The return of the real me

Oh, the return

Of this frightened child

Who could see through their lives

Who could see what he liked

Just what he liked

Oh please say you'll never leave here

Now I've found me after so long

Time for one to take things over

I can sleep now this is over

Praise the return of the real me

Praise the return of the real me