It's not like I'm not trying to set myself free
If there was a chance to break out of this
You're the one thing in this world I could never resist
I'm holding on for dear life now
Throw me a dream and a life line
I'm drifting above the sky now
Throw me my version of this life now
Show me who I can be
I can't erase your memory
I count to ten and still it's you who I see
I've tried so hard to get past this device
It draws me in and it cuts just like a knife
I'm holding on for dear life now
Throw me a dream and a life line
I'm drifting high above the city now
Show me the words, please show me how
Show me what we can be
©10/23/12 Bruce Clifford
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