Dream on, and wonder why, always think ahead of you.
Dark as death, then up comes life. Bright as the morning sun.
Living, in a world of fantasy.
Chasing after life.
Lost, yes I'm lost without you.
I'm in a spectrum of strife.
Dream on, of days to come. Empty lines of evening sun.
Lonely times I've been afraid, of love lost rhymes and hateful haze.
Living in a world of fantasy, chasing after life.
Lost, yes, I'm lost without you. I'm in a spectrum of strife.
Living in a world of fantasy, chasing after life.
Lost, yes I'm lost without you.
I'm in a spectrum of strife.