[Guillory, LaBrie]
I sit and read your story
Mortal image statued
Delusions of one`s glory
Irony masked in virtue
When mom she told me
"I`m not going to live forever"
She gave this manuscript to me
"To read when I am gone"
Tell me what it`s like to be
Where you are, I wanna be
The invitation
To this sensation
As I read the last few lines
I slowly start to realize
You have opened up my mind
This is completely beautiful
And now it all makes sense
These words I wish she spoke to me
It was right in front of me
I feel her next to me
Tell me what it`s like to be
Where you are, I wanna be
The invitation
To this sensation
I need to break away
Need to break through
Throw it all away
Show me how to
I adore you
I won`t forget you
I adore you
You helped me break through
I adore you
You held onto me
I adore you
I feel you
Tell me what it`s like to be
Where you are, I wanna be
I`m tired of feeling out of place
Too many roles I imitate
Tell me what it`s like to be
Where you are, I wanna be
The invitation
To this sensation