In my dreams theres no place, no time.
Everything happens but nothing simultainiously.
What will I give up on if I can't see it all. Am I afraid of living or that I don't have time to live?I go on with my eyes shut, without knowing the direction. One step aside can change everything. I stop because I don't want to loose everything. Am I afraid of the darkness itself, or that I can't see anything?
Last night I was awakened that I could be anyone I want. I wore a strangers face. But those are only dreams. Aren't those dreams?
There's something exceptional about you. You talk alot even though there's not much to say. But there are words you aren't able to say. Am I afraid of loving or not being loved?
A soul writes the book, Dreams paint the pictures.
You will never get a more beautiful answer. When you give yourself to the nigh, you don't know what you get. Are you afraid of the picture or the artist who paints it?
Last night I was awakened that I could be anyone I want. I wore a strangers face. But those are only dreams. Aren't those dreams?
Last night I was awakened that I could be anyone I want. I wore a strangers face. But those are only dreams. Aren't those dreams? Aren't those dreams?