Let my dream kept being lying in my diary,
what special for that, you don't have to know,
though I told you didn't seem to believe,
though you imagine I can't make it real.
Let my voice kept hiding inside,
neither you nor me could sense
when I'm going to get through it all?
maybe someday in my life,
I could jump over my dream.
Let me tell you something,
the picture tells it all,
to where my dream's
always flying into everyday.
Credit:
Not the country, but the scene,
not the people, but me,
not the place, but the memory,
that's all I want to be done,
if cost doesn't cost me 'that' much,
I knew I can fly over those clouds,
that I can step onto that dream,
so that it's all becoming a reality to me,
not the hallucination anymore...
Hoping one day.
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