the feather in your hand
i mistake it for a whip
my heart shies away
so afraid of being hit
again

the honest words you speak
somehow get overlayed
like a filter on my ears
so afraid to be betrayed
again

the sweetest things you do
have a bitter side of taste
though innocent and true
i'm afraid of being poisoned
again

fear takes over again

i'm caught in the backseat 
reaching out for the wheel
while a ghostdriver is steering for me
i give in to the lead
i'm ready to die
here comes the crash and - 
i open my eyes
seeing your smile
telling me "it's alright,
it was only a dream, you're safe here with me"

love takes over again
takes over again
over again
again