Saturday, April 18, 2009

wrong wrong, all wrong

i know i'm not supposed to be this way
you're like a childhood dream these days
something familiar, i've seen before
yet new and exciting, you leave me wanting more.

i know i'm not supposed to go this way
but perhaps backwards is better these days
you see where you've been and not where you're going
but being blind ain't so bad as long as i'm not holding back.

i know i'm not supposed to think this way
i dance with the future alot these days
making up stories, entwining our fates
dreaming is fun until the night fades away.