See yourself for what you are, not what others try to make you.
I’m slipping inbetween you and your big dreams.
It’s always you in my big dreams…
the present’s just a pleasant interruption to the past
I always catch the clock — it’s 11:11 and now you want to talk..
I don’t know anymore what it’s for.. I’m not even sure if there is anyone who is in the sun..
If I find my own way, how much will I find?
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map