She falls asleep again
Escape the rush and strain
The scenery unfolds
But still her eyes are closed
The warm rays of light cross the dark window sill
She wakes up in the morning and rises again
The myriads of thoughts from last night dissipate
What's the true hidden force that has so many names
The chasers all around
She listens to their sound
A face long lost and forgotten
To keep her up and running
The warm rays of light cross the dark window sill
She wakes up in the morning and rises again
The myriads of thoughts from last night dissipate
What's the true hidden force that has so many names
