set to spin infinitely a world of past and future mysteries. wrapped up tears of sorrow, wilting as my life is just beginning. no more does distraction kill me as I search for love, descending deeper into sinful dreamings: regrets, no more, i have within me. when one time i was forgiving all my error, misbehaving; a child in despair and needing love to keep me from deceasing. but no longer do i need to be given pain with great deceiving. now i know of true love's healing. now i know that they deceived me. now i know the truth in hiding. love is not meant for decieving. love is not a sinful dreaming. i have known love from decievers but true love's meant for true believers. no more does distraction turn me. no more is the world of mysteries set to spin infinitely.