Searching for that Feeling

I listen to what you say

I hear it and it freaks me out

I am her... I am your dream

And you are chasing a ghost

Someone who is different

You are afraid, scared and hurt

It turns you inside out

You feel the impossible

But with me things are simple

Simple in a way that ceases

Turns into darkness
Turns into blacked out memories

you know, though

You'll always know

That I am her I am chosen

The lights, the eyes, the pretty young things...

Fuck baby, I hope you see the truth

Descending into a pool of light

I am waiting for you

Slide down of good sun and

Come ENJOY the good life

The wind in your hair

The wild nights and freedom calls

The feeling of having conquered

One day...

one minute...

one second...

That emptiness will find its balance.