What do you think my brain was made for, is it just a container for the mind?
I close my eyes and spin in warmth and heartache.
Missing you is like a crime. I'm convicted of all accounts.
Just the thought that amounts when I think of you, cold sweats, shakes, I can feel you even though you're not here.
I know you, eventhough we haven't met. My cold sweat, and shakes when I fall asleep and dream of you.
Waking up like my dreamcatcher caught an Angel and kissed me on the cheek as a tear slides down my face.
I reach for the phone, just to check and see if you sent me a message
Since our distance seemed so far, many times before, I felt like throwing my wishes out to sea like a bottle of essence corked with a touch of me.How only time can tell,
how only time can tell,
that was everything I thought about now things are looking well,
and that trip I talk about is no longer a dream, but a goal
Being candles in the sun..