No one can stop it all
from crashing down to shit
Push to feel something more
than just the sound of it
Time, time is the magic truth of story
Sometimes magic is so very, very boring.
It's a healthy kind of sick
a slow sort of quick
I'm very sad, I don't feel bad at all
It's a different sort of sane
a crazy kind of sane
A feeling without a name
that they call Love....
Because I have my doubts
I know it must be true
I've watched the dream die every day
I don't know what to do
I know it's only fear that makes me wonder
But I wonder why I'm so afraid
Yes, I wonder why I'm so afraid
