 I had a dream, or was it real My life it seemed had frozen still And all the times that I had cried Was just a sign that I had died And I longed to live again Sing a song and look within See the plan and be at peace Understand myself, at least A mystery, as time goes on Fleeting truths I can't believe Only you they can deceive What is here and what is not Only fear, and that's a lot Though your mind may not be mine I will find myself in time or it may just find me and blind me unbind me or confine me But, that's the risk I must take Make a fist, my heart's at stake Fight for life that must go on... and on... and on... and on... |
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