I was wondering, why I was wandering.
Just an empty road ahead with no light shed upon.
Just one dream every night, about you.
That could not be true
For you would never be the one,
To come along.
Wandering and wandering.
No route, no goals.
As the forbidden fruit
Which died as I picked it.
So we know that pain will be inflicted,
Upon these pristine souls.
If I see myself in the mirror
Do I see myself?
Am I just looking in corners far and wide
Hoping to see you by my side
Can’t get my wild thoughts tamed.
And for I feel a little ashamed,
As the dream that spawns the tears
Never to be with you,
Is one of my fears.
For we share common interests
For we dare to go nuts
Well these words come from me
And I can only hope for you to see
This situation just like…
Just like me.