Sunday, June 19, 2005
Dancer
I can see you dancing in my head.
Spinning round and round.
All I can do is smile,
For this muse that I have found.
But your not real. I cant touch you.
I cant feel...for me...
Just breathe, just be.
Do you want to throw me now, I think youve done just fine.
I have a question, are you only in my mind?
You see it's like youve never existed.
It seems as though you're only a figment.
And I dont wanna know why I bother.
Am I crazy, does this reach farther?
I can see you dancing in my head.
Spinning round and round.
All I can do is smile,
For this muse that I have found.
But your not real. I cant touch you.
I cant feel...for me...
Just breathe, just be.
I try to keep praying now, is she the one for me?
Again one question, Am I losing sanity?
You make me feel a milion tons lighter.
You turn this weak boy into a fighter.
A praise unto my God up above.
Most people hurt me, you show me love.
I talk for hours with you.
You ask me who she is.
I cant realize this is true.
I only know you're his.
Do you need to know my mirage?
Do you even have to ask?
Are you real, are you here,
Will you stay, Are you gone,
Will I hurt, How long will this last?
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Spinning round and round.
All I can do is smile,
For this muse that I have found.
But your not real. I cant touch you.
I cant feel...for me...
Just breathe, just be.
Do you want to throw me now, I think youve done just fine.
I have a question, are you only in my mind?
You see it's like youve never existed.
It seems as though you're only a figment.
And I dont wanna know why I bother.
Am I crazy, does this reach farther?
I can see you dancing in my head.
Spinning round and round.
All I can do is smile,
For this muse that I have found.
But your not real. I cant touch you.
I cant feel...for me...
Just breathe, just be.
I try to keep praying now, is she the one for me?
Again one question, Am I losing sanity?
You make me feel a milion tons lighter.
You turn this weak boy into a fighter.
A praise unto my God up above.
Most people hurt me, you show me love.
I talk for hours with you.
You ask me who she is.
I cant realize this is true.
I only know you're his.
Do you need to know my mirage?
Do you even have to ask?
Are you real, are you here,
Will you stay, Are you gone,
Will I hurt, How long will this last?
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