Sep 20, 2004 20:06
Nothing seems real today,
And it seems my castle on cloud nine
falls down just as fast as it was made.
I've strolled my way down lovers lane,
and got off at exit 58 back down to loneliness the next day.
And it was the bumpiest road I've ever been on.
Those constant rocks scraping our face,
leaving the scars that'll stay until we find the next exit.
And we'll come to understand that each rest stop is just like that last one.
And I'm waiting for this car to run out of gas
stopping this never ending loop that we're forced to drive until we die.
To me, you're that certain cloud in the sky
that makes you lose your train of thought.
Or the stars in a pitch black night that,
that makes you think too much.
And each of those two, they're just as beautiful,
they only stay for awhile at a time.
Maybe, just maybe if you'd stay for a little longer,
I could build my castle again,
and you could be my queen.
Just don't leave me.