Mysteries bleed through ragged sheets
Sigh softly and scream
Into your arms and out of my mind
Love, excitement, and meaning of life
Into the unknown
Spring showers flowers bloom
So warm the sun
Tight lips lined with crimson
Make lies to myself, I readily wait
For something grieves, a predestined fate
And follows me
It's something I've learned to always perceive
That others can't think quite like me
In my fantasy
In times of passion we've become healed
Rise like strawberry fields
And simply sorrowful when you go
You're still in my soul
Please follow me
Trust what you believe
So tired of this place
As her makeup bleeds down her face
Make lies to myself, I readily wait
For something grieves, a predestined fate
And follows me
It's something I've learned to always perceive
That others can't think quite like me
In my fantasy