Whispers

A lover's schizophrenia?
Is that what's echoing in my mind?

Voices
- Telling me that day is my destiny
And embrace it
But why do I hold onto his sunshine?
And why can't he hear my call?

Voices
- Telling me that night is a far better investment
In my time
But why do I keep hiding in the shadows?
And why does he do the same?

Wouldn't it be nice to have both?
But night and day never meet
- And that's the way it should be