distractions

at night i dream of you
of all that could've been
do you know how many times have i seen
the possible futures, cause i do (the number of times passes infinity)

i regret my actions
all of the distractions
from my true intentions
from what my heart wishes for
from the call of my core



you know, i wish i didn't think like this
if i didn't, i'd know bliss
once again
now i diss
my mind
for working fine
for not letting my heart take control
leaving my soul
empty
once again

i don't know what i'm supposed to do or say
i know it's wrong letting you stay
where you are
(in front of my bare
soul)
please spare me
can't you see
i'm falling

i'm on a railroad
and i can hear the train
and since i met you
i can only feel pain

yes, i like you too
but how could i say that?
now, my heart's line is flat
i cannot make my choice
i scream, i lose my voice
and silence is my only friend
and it will be there until the end

at night i dream of you
of all that could've been
do you know how many times have i seen
the possible futures in which i do say what i feel
in which i strike a deal
with my mind
in which it does not bind
me
killing me quickly
mercifully

i regret my actions
all of the distractions
from my true intentions
from what my heart wishes for
from the call of my core
the number of dreams
passes infinity
i'm falling apart at the seams
in your vicinity

at night i dream of you
and of all that could've been