there's a dream in my head
that i can't quite
believe
will come true,
stuck between
the past
and
something new:
eye broke the moon
and left my healing
in the hands of
time:
heartless and blind…
heartless and blind.
without wind's calming breeze,
a heartfelt wish is a broken key;
without the rhythm of countless feet,
a street is just a street
where souls can never meet, and
without love
without love
the dream in my head
is a dream--
just a dream,
that I can't quite
believe
will come true,
'cause I'm stuck in healing
and time has taken you.
