She walks through my world.
I see her introspecting the space around her
And yet she sees none of it.
Walking down the street
I see my dreams
Walking past my eyes.
I see nothing through the night.
The stars come down and fly around
To keep me lonely.
Walking down the street
I watch my dreams
Tearing out my eyes.
Summer is in bloom, the flowers are dying.
As I shake from the shiver
And still think that I'm warm.
Walking down the street
I want the dreams
That aren't really mine.
Maybe one day I'll just keep walking.