I had a dream, I was 7. Climbing my way in a tree, I saw pieces of heaven waiting patiently for me.
Long.
I was listing to the ocean i saw a face in the sand, but when i picked it up then vanished away from my hands
gone.
And if i was running far away would i really love the world some day?
Nobody knows. Nobody really knows.
I was dancing in the rain.
I felt alive and i can’t complain but,
No.
take me home. take me home where i belong.
I can’t take it anymore.
I want to be where the sun always shines, peaceful,...