I wish someone would think of me
Like I think of you
When finding an old record in that Rock n' Roll corner store
Or walking on a side walk where the stones are uneven
Where I'd have to skip a few steps to make sure I don't trip
That,
That's the moment where I wish you'd magically jump from behind the old man's gate
To take my hand and stumble together
And to look to the right at the horse that's always staring
It's moments like these where I blame myself
Blame myself for being in love
In love with an idea
The sad part, it's merely an idea.

Te iubesc mai mult decât știi
Si oriunde vom fi
In munți sau in nori
Te ador pana mor

I'm consumed by my thoughts
And engulfed by your words
Spinning and spinning making me go insane.
But you are in love with your Jane
And I'm the one experiencing sharp pain.

I am young
I am dumb
I am the one who waits until I numb
What to do?
What to say?
Staring in a gaze
Under the sky I lay,
Passing away the unforgiving day.

I am old
I am wise
I am the one sharing for the unrealized.
You are young
You are dumb
But you never lived the way I sip my sweet ***.

A weakening speck
Unknowingly sinking, tottering, diminishing into an undiscoverable wreck
Much to master
Much to obtain
Infinite time, unable to restrain
Stuck  in a rusted fetter
Rewriting that one unspoken letter
Inventing and destroying
And doing the same thing over and over
A constant cycle of forlornness
The understanding of perception is ideal
Something you and I can't even begin to find real
Finding out the way things tick is mind blowing
No, no wait incomprehensible.
So here you are
Exactly where you were
And where you will always be
Unless you see
That you aren't a crumbling speck you were  meant to abide by
More like something precious set aside.