Having everything I ever wanted only makes me want some more
all I've learned is to stop wanting but stopping seems impossible
I have more than everything I've needed
and now I finally see I don't know what real needs are
With the world at my finger tips
I watch some dreams fulfilled and others fall while I sit thinking
Standing still
in a revolving world
where lust is fuel and pride is rule
a checkerboard of black and white
I'm lost in gray
falling asleep
from drugs I didn't know I took
I'm not scared to dream
I'm not scared to go
I'm scared to stay here with you
losing the battle
Sometimes a race sometimes an agonizing wait
the appointment book has one more slot
too full for me
too full for me
but not for you
the doctor waits
to heal your blood
the green that drips
will soon flow red again
standing still
in a revolving world
lost in gray
lost my way
two roads diverged in a wood and I
am sitting.
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