between fiction and reality
I spread out my life
here’s so nice, so warm I feel so safe
when noone’s left to blame
when nobody’s home
I’m asking myself, and afraid of answers - well known to
me
two answers - two sides...
I’ve decided to stay...
between right and wrong, doubt and hope
I’ll be there
between rise and fall, shout and calm
I’ll be there
please, find me there...
hard to say – who am I
guess I’m still learning how to live...
I feel I should run, the horizon remains empty
between beginning and the end
between sadness and happiness
I must run in the side of the rising sun
two answers...
between right and wrong...
where’s my home?
to which side I belong?
soul, need a soul...
is sadness calling?
is sadness coming?
is sadness calling me?