Dreaming comes so easily

more than ever hour after,

                    I'm finding it hard to believe,

     I need a soul who will be on my side.

                    Empty lake, empty streets, the sun goes down alone,

     And praise the new deity,

A path should be chosen - In my arms.

     I'm both lost & found,

I can try to pretend, I can try to forget,

     The World Is Mine.

     I still believe in your eyes-saltwater rain.

                    I'll fly with you,

     Do what you want to do.