SlapDash
Sunday, June 03, 2007
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I’m spinning my wheels and getting nowhere.
I’m searching for a dream that doesn’t exist.
I’m reaching for the stars but they’re too far away
They’re too Far away.
I’m coming to a cross road and it all looks familiar
I’m stopping just in time to see my life pass by.
I’m catching the gist but it’s all getting fuzzy,
It’s all getting fuzzy.
I’m wanting the insanity to stop for a moment,
I’m waiting for a chance to catch my breath,
I’m realizing it’s not possible, dreams don’t exist.
Dreams don’t exist.
I’m searching for a dream that doesn’t exist.
I’m reaching for the stars but they’re too far away
They’re too Far away.
I’m coming to a cross road and it all looks familiar
I’m stopping just in time to see my life pass by.
I’m catching the gist but it’s all getting fuzzy,
It’s all getting fuzzy.
I’m wanting the insanity to stop for a moment,
I’m waiting for a chance to catch my breath,
I’m realizing it’s not possible, dreams don’t exist.
Dreams don’t exist.