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Lets play clay So, in this game of who is waiting for who? we never meet i will always be chasing my own tale or tail? is this a game of heads or tails? but there is no 1 tale, the tale is being written.. i want to meet in the Real. Tell me, can we? i'm tired of chasing.. maybe i just cannot wait anymore.. i have been running my life and waiting for so long. i wonder what you were running away from. i get afraid when it is real. I want to feel that which words cannot express. i cannot read my own text. i do not have the key. Maybe life is a game. Maybe I never played it before always wary of what will happen never going there knowing that at the end there will be someone with me. . at the end of the fall that is not the ultimate death but a different kind of death that can be paced and make you feel alive. To enjoy just a bit, a taste of life that i feel vaporating through my body each time i see you. You touch me with words and I can only imagine how it feels like in the real. I never thought I will be coming to someone. Now I know I will always come back to you. I can never give up on love. This is my taste in life. This is when I feel alive. I won't let you give up too. You are afraid I can see it in your eyes. So, lets take turns being afraid and waiting for one another for the rest of our lives. Lets cut through the chase. Lets be. |