I miss my dreams
It's a bitter sacrifice
Though I didn't realize
Till it was too late
To interfere
And reverse the golden wheel
Now I'm nailed to its appeal
And we're spinning
Sometimes I wish there was no one but me
Lines, broken lines
As I follow sunset strips
Down the rainy inkjet streets
Injecting heart beats
Through shaded eyes
Never taking off my coat
Cause I'm carrying my soul
In its pocket
Sometimes I wish there was no one but me