Distance has no meaning
everything is near when your there
I could travel dreaming
grow myself wings and fly through the air
everything is near when your there
I could travel dreaming
grow myself wings and fly through the air
The worst times in my life
is when I’m missing you
holding back the cries
wishing the waiting was through
But you say that I’m far too far
and distances are marked with scars
I could give you all I have to give
but you say my dreams not worth living
…should I stop dreaming?
What would you give to
a lonesome heart alone in the dark
Who would you rather sing to
when you say you want to part
a lonesome heart alone in the dark
Who would you rather sing to
when you say you want to part
The worst times in my life
is when you say I’m wrong
something in me dies
and falls into this song
But I say that distance is nothing to me
Love is true and you’re the dream
I had once in my sleep
I had but couldn’t keep
…but I still dream
I had once in my sleep
I had but couldn’t keep
…but I still dream
Distance means nothing
when you don’t distance your heart…from me
it takes a little dreaming, in your-self believing
and in me…
I won’t stop to dream
I won’t stop to dream
Distance means nothing, nothing to me
I won’t, won’t stop to dream
You say my dreams are not worth living
ReplyDeleteShould I stop
living?
Huvitav mõte. Mulle meeldib näha kuidas minu sõnad inimestes pilte loovad. Ma mõtlesin aga nende ridadega öelda, et kui ütled, et mu unistused ei vääri elu, siis kas peaksin lõpetama unistamise. :) Sinu mõte on aga sama õige kui minu oma ;)
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