Yamamoto
09-03-2007, 01:30 PM
That which we cannot leave
We long, oh we long
That which we cannot see
We reach, reach out for
That which we can never hear
We stop, we stare
We stare, stop, and stare
Are you even out there?
That voice we never recall
Are you even real at all?
Those stars, up high, we reach, so high
Only dreams...only dreams? Can we even reach them, those dreams?
Those dreams we cannot fulfill,
Those hopes that were never made real
Lost forever? Only lost in the corridors of our minds
Behind, the deep, dark corners of our minds
We only seek for our hearts to be filled
Our existence, valued, someone overjoyed and thrilled
No shape, no form, yet all these things we feel
We search, we ask, aware, these are all too real
For those that we cannot express
We stop, we keep, we hold onto our distress
We long, oh we long
That which we cannot see
We reach, reach out for
That which we can never hear
We stop, we stare
We stare, stop, and stare
Are you even out there?
That voice we never recall
Are you even real at all?
Those stars, up high, we reach, so high
Only dreams...only dreams? Can we even reach them, those dreams?
Those dreams we cannot fulfill,
Those hopes that were never made real
Lost forever? Only lost in the corridors of our minds
Behind, the deep, dark corners of our minds
We only seek for our hearts to be filled
Our existence, valued, someone overjoyed and thrilled
No shape, no form, yet all these things we feel
We search, we ask, aware, these are all too real
For those that we cannot express
We stop, we keep, we hold onto our distress