Shall I write again?
or just dance with my cactus friend?
I'm far away of being lost..
I'm just following the rhythm of Piano Man
Oh La La Di Dee Da Dum
trying to put some sense in my words
trying to sing a song that rhyme
but I'm far away of being lost..
and I got no ***** to burn my throat
and I got no cigarette to burn my lungs
and I got no love to burn my logic
and I got no hope to fill that little beating ***** inside of me
Catching the train of life with the melody of old songs
Catching the train of life with open curtains
But I'm still locked inside the head of mine
and I got no escape  
Only if I could swallow the freedom of my own mind
Only if I could dust away the blurry vision of mine
Only if I could touch the smile deep inside
I will be away to feel again