In my dreams I walked through a cave
Surrounded by flashbacks
And the voice that put me to sleep
Seemed like a long walk
Till it was over
Not realizing till i woke up, it was deep.
Vague emotions create a history of our time
I’ve grabbed my guitar and tried to make our lust rhyme.
I did not learn how to play it
I learned how to love it.
I do not look back and try to hold
The river that would rush to the other side
In a second if you said baby
Vanish or ignore, just to hide.
I’m afraid of love
Run away as fast as you can
Before I try to cast a spell
And you would have to complain that he ran.
Jul 23, 2012
Jul 23, 2012 at 2:17 AM UTC
In my dreams I walked through a cave
Surrounded by flashbacks
And the voice that put me to sleep
Seemed like a long walk
Till it was over
Not realizing till i woke up, it was deep.
Vague emotions create a history of our time
I’ve grabbed my guitar and tried to make our lust rhyme.
I did not learn how to play it
I learned how to love it.
I do not look back and try to hold
The river that would rush to the other side
In a second if you said baby
Vanish or ignore, just to hide.
I’m afraid of love
Run away as fast as you can
Before I try to cast a spell
And you would have to complain that he ran.
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