I want..
i want to lay under a maple tree and sleep in the dirt with a myriad of forest-eyes watching me.
i want them to eat my dreams, in turn cleaning the morning my tired eyes don't want to see.
i don't want to disappear under all the leaves. i don't want to burn out like all those dreams.
i just want to be alone, on a beach with the sea at my feet, or drive with a vacant passenger seat.
i want you to be close to me, hypocritical as that may seem
i want you to be close to me, hypocritical as that may seem
i want them to eat my dreams, in turn cleaning the morning my tired eyes don't want to see.
i don't want to disappear under all the leaves. i don't want to burn out like all those dreams.
i just want to be alone, on a beach with the sea at my feet, or drive with a vacant passenger seat.
i want you to be close to me, hypocritical as that may seem
i want you to be close to me, hypocritical as that may seem