I'm an old oak with thousands years of wisdom
but i look at you and i see a fog
a penny for your feelings
hundreds and millions for your thoughts
My trust is now living in exile
i can shake their hands but i can't feel it's warmth
fortunately you're my candle
but my life has no fire alarm
When you look away i have this feeling that you're looking beyond the pines
talking to the horizon
And i stare at those blue eyes cause if i blink it all may disappear in my mind
moments are not like diamonds

I can't read your aura
my mind is trapped in coma
so i'm letting go of your hand cause it's dragging me to the deep blue sea
Once in a lifetime, aurora
leaving pages behind, colder
i know exactly how i'm feeling, but do you feel the same way about me?

Riding lions without a saddle
then i look down while i cross the earth
i hear your words from someone else's mouth
and yet it still feels like a rebirth
I may never experience your savage anger
or the sweet golden strings of your kindness
someone will kidnap your youth
when i see you again there will be more darkness
We build relationships brick by brick but i'm the kind of person that uses wooden fences
so i can slip away for a while
They don't really know you, and neither do i, maybe i'll never will
but it's alright to fantasize with a smile