Baby, will you hold my hand, my head is haunted. I feel that the worst is to come, oh baby, warm me. Maybe if you hold me tight, I will be alright. I feel that my life is running out, oh baby, love me.
Woke up this morning from a wonderful dream. A dream about a beautiful land where I could breathe. The only thing I wanted was to go back to sleep. And dream all day long, I was feeling rather down.