jueves, 13 de agosto de 2009

Blinded by the fear

A kiss blown into the night and a distant recipient
so many things in between but the fire still burns
stepping out to a different world from time to time
escaping from reality and boredom surrounding us

You might see me staring at same star at the same time
thinking of a parallel universe where you and me is one
and everything we prevent ourselves from doing is possible

And if I could be who you wanted
I'm sure you'd ask me to go back and be me
and if I could do all the things you want me to
maybe then we would be happy for a while

We're blinded by the fear of doing the wrong thing
but if we take the chance, risk it all
then I know we would travel the world and more
It's never over, it's not too late...

1 comentario:

  1. Lovely!! "...It's never over, it's not too late..." Blinded by the Fear (the story of my life) hahah