I battled against everything that came my way And maybr that's life, nothing more, nothing less I thought I'd win eventually and closed my eyes to the hurtful light Unheard the little warning/threats of my mind Fell in a dream, a sweet dream we could not sustain What should I do? My wish came true
And don't get me wrong I like what I've done But I feel your absence and it hurts somehow I haven't cried, I haven't shouted... But I've fell in a kinda trance...
But oh baby Alex What hurts the most is being away from you Missing our frame of mind: your smile that would never make me cry Oh it hurts this disconnection between matters between soul and mind between desire and reality, between what one could be and what one really is; between the many sides of me, screaming and fighting.