sábado, 16 de abril de 2011

Empty box

You say you miss, but you don't
And you say you need me,
But you need to change your life,
So I could be part of your changes.

I live inside of your dreams,
And your head is higher than you can touch.
Then you have your hands empty but not clean,
I just have an empty box.

I think we've been too drunk in the past few centuries
But what else could we do?
We dream about dreams but...
This real world will tear us apart.