Savatage - Turns to Me lyrics

Stands all alone

Looks in the mirror

And sees what she wanted to be

Safely unknown

To anyone near her

She sees what she wanted to see

And turns to me

And turns to me

And turns to...

She was prophesied

For an early slide

Followed it to the letter

Well kept beauty queen

If there, always seen

Still you thought she'd know better

No erasing

The time you're wasting

But when you're wasting

You don't care

All those pieces

In short term leases

But when you need them

They're not there

For all those moments of yesterday

She's traded every tomorrow

And now all those moments are so far away

Ghosts haunt each word she would say

As she walks among the decay

She had oscar wilde's

Timeless sense of style

As had been her intention

Still she was afraid

Time must be repaid

And there'd be no redemption

Youth and time collide

She could not decide

On a certain direction

Time was catching up

Carefully made up

She avoided detection

For all those moments of yesterday

She's traded every tomorrow

And now all those moments are so far away

I saw it too

Closer than you

What else is there left to say

Wait for me now

I will be there for you

This I will vow

If you still want me to

But it won't be

This I have always known

And in the dark

There's no one to pray for me now

I don't understand what I'm feeling tonight

I don't understand but I'm waiting

Searching the shadows that fade in the light

But I'm feeling alive

Trying to survive

Float with the tide

Till you arrive and I...

So he now turned to the ocean

Saying it was never meant to be

And the ocean never said a word

Though in truth she disagreed

And on the sand before him

While the waves broke gently white

The ocean listened carefully

As he told her of his life

I have been around the world

I've pursued the moon in flight

I have read the words of shakespeare

By a midnight arctic light

I have run between the dragon's teeth

And lived to tell the tail

I have danced across a stardust sky

And never left a trail

I've seen things few could imagine

And I never will forget

But I've never had a family

And this I do regret

Now all I've loved have gone before me

And of the future I have great doubts

And though it seems I still have time left

I now feel time I can do without

And I have wondered to myself

Why should death set its own time

Is it just a final jest from fate

To add onto her other crimes?

For I have no wish to wait around

While all my senses fade

And one by one return the gifts

That youth so freely gave

Wired to some cold machine

That maps my every breath

And signals at the proper time

Less they should miss my death

And all this service I suspect

Is less done by goodwill

Than by the fear that they should miss

A final chance to bill

So I've decided to leave this world

And have devised a plan

To sail to sea in a small boat

Well out of sight of land

To sail once more upon the deep

Like a viking to his resting place

Then slip forever neath the waves

An exit with some grace

And the ship shall be my coffin

On this last voyage that I take

And my trail left through the water

Will be my final wake

I have done more than thought about this

On my life I've closed every door

I have left a will beside my bed

And the boat is there offshore

And all I ask is your assistance

When that ship is well away from the land

That you send a storm to embrace us

And take us gently in your hand

When he had finished speaking

Some points the ocean did concede

But when he said his final word

She once more disagreed

I'll think about this if I may

I need not rush the tide

For in this world of too little time

There's always time to die

You seem so eager to end this life

And with your death to dance

That you ignored his putrid breath

Now perfumed with romance

The sailor said you cannot understand

The needs or wants of men

So I'll ask you once more for your help

And I shall not ask again

Then the ocean pulled her waves back

And beckoned him stand near

And when he had stepped closer

She whispered in his ear

That every man

Is born you see

Beneath the sword

Damocles

For young and old

Are all alive

On that next beat

On which we ride

And that beat is such

A fragile thing

In both old men

Or youthful king

And that beat

Stands all alone you see

Between us

And black eternity

And though death is surely

Each man's fate

Until that time

Let each man wait

So be careful as you go through life

What you romanticize

I find such things are rarely true

And far more rarely wise

The sailor then listened carefully

And every thought was filed

And though he was still not quite convinced

He agreed to wait awhile

And meanwhile further down the beach

There stood a younger man

And he too felt the sand of time

Was running through his hands

But this youth felt they ran too fast

As he stood near a rusting dock

And heard the waves marking time

Like some relentless clock

He felt his future was not here

Of this he had no doubt

And even though he was eighteen

His time was running out