My mind wonders with no map
I have no route no point I daydream
My mind wonders with no map
And real life colours seem washed out
My eyes see things of a secret nature
I resist from trying to understand
I tear the pages of my past
To recall what you think you thought you wanted
Every yesterday is empty
And no tomorrow will hold
What you carry with yourself today
I carry with myself today
No route, no point, no map
My eyes see things of a secret nature
And I think if I find a word
Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com