När blir fantasi verklighet?

Time has no agenda
We all live life in peace
I dribble the words and I dig in to deep
.
Sometimes I don’t breath
And my face turns pale
I´m brave all the time I can not afford to fail
.
Chasing hours
Still scared yet I am
Little Miss Lady
By the palm of my hand
.
I long lost love
I was mad and badly hurt
So I tried and I cried
My whole world´s been in tumble
I´m off of those tracks but my tummy still crumbles
.
These dark woods inside me
Barely know they exist
Cus’ I´m the happiest out there
And I truly enjoy life
Some
thing
makes
my
head
twist