| It don’t take much imagination
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| To see the picture frame
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| I don’t need my concentration
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| To know when I’m in pain
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| When I lost myself, I lost you by extension
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| I don’t know who would stand to gain
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| These silly dreams aren’t worth a mention
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| But they keep collecting in my brain
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| Went on the hunt for fame and fortune
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| Picked up the trail just fine
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| Everywhere I go, the doors fly open
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| But I want out once I’m inside
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| When I break my heart, I know that yours gets broken
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| I just wish that kept me in line
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| But I can’t live outside the moment
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| And it keeps leaving me behind
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| It just keeps leaving me behind
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| When I can’t sleep, my mind’s a circle
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| I watch the ceiling fan
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| I close my eyes and I feel the wind blow
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| My bed, it turns into a raft
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| I drift away, it’s night at lake unknown, I’m floating
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| I see it all for what it is
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| Most anything can be forgiven
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| With what is left, we’ll have to live
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| With what is left, we’ll have to live |