Dreamwalker

Woke up this morning with a feeling in my chest A kind of panic fueled by loneliness I sat with it and then I thought for a while About a love I'll never have She walks on a tight rope of dreams And I look too lovely to breathe And it's so hard Knowing she will never love me The way I do care for her If we weren't diamonds then we wouldn't shine so bright It takes a kind of spark to fuel a fire Wrestling with angels Lost in negative space Think I've got enough on my shoulders But the truth is I'm restless My blood is a boil The demons are calling for my plans to be spoiled I can't mess this up I'll be 10 steps behind And every step counts when you're living a lie Still she walks on a tightrope of dreams And I look too lovely to breathe And she'll be free to go in a year or so But I'll still be stuck in my simple home Maybe chance is like a ribbon in the wind Spinning fast with every blow on a whim If I love you is that so very wrong If so then what's the point of writing this song Oh she walks on tightrope of dreams And I can no longer breathe So strip me of the lies that I wear And pull the secrets right out of my hair