Life and Dreams

Everyday, I wonder why

This contains my whole life

A simple shape

This bottle case

Every morning I come and rise

Do these things I couldn't leave

My head is spinning and I can't think straight

What can I say, it's real life.

I can't change, I can't leave

I can't take off, naked without a trace.

But, whoa, it's my life, it's my time

I can sit back and close the lid

Shut away everything till they fly far

Away from me.

And, oh, when my music starts playing

I couldn't help but to come along

Spin round and round

And sleep 'till eternity.

Now I see, then goodbye

This whole mess I can't clean up

A simple word,

That sweeps it up

I can go, anywhere, anytime

Clothes off, running proud

Then, whoa, this life is mine

I can throw things and still be me

Whoa, this time's mine

I can do those things and still be free

Make a mess

And pull up a face

Say what I want

And, oh, this music may never stop

I couldn't help but to wish

Don't stop, don't stop

Go round until eternity.

Still, the music fades away

And it kills to wake after the night…

Gives back this hopeless life.