As I lay in bed I wonder, I lust, I daydream, I love, I try, I fade It's my little world, the escape from reality The mere concept of it fascinates me a perfect world Each of us design one in our heads at a point in our lives And once we dream of it, we will continue to exalt it
Thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking We sometimes withold brilliant ideas, concepts, love, fear, lust We close some doors without even noticing And then comes the doubt of what could have been