Out of my mind
What has been said
It could never be mine
Pieces of dreams
Alone on the wave
Catching the dust
The thoughts have been saved
What are we running from anyway
I've been here before and I've taken the blame
It's not like when you're falling in love you
All of these dreams that fit like a glove
Riding the dream
Making this strong
Sitting on time
To where I belong
What are we running from anyway
I've been here before and I've taken the blame
It's not like when you're falling in love you
All of these dreams that fit like a glove
This feels so right
It seems so fine
It's not too tight
It holds and defines
What are we running from anyway
I've been here before and I've taken the blame
It's not like when you're falling in love you
All of these dreams that fit like a glove
©7/16/11 Bruce Clifford
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