I see a face hear a voice in a mirror a choice
Someone so close
Someone is holding my hands
He's telling he's so f*cking crazy
Dream-obsessed with pictures and flowers
Pop songs & Beautiful girls
A pretty young lady came near to me and whispers:
I think that you, you're not to blame
I wonder what the hell in this world
She was trying to tell me
I didn't know as she kissed me and hug me
And tells me that love me more than anything in this world
But it was a dream
And I had to wake up
I was already drowning into my stream of consciousness