goldeneyes

Far off dreams Far off places My love she sits My love is waiting To set me free Do you believe? The realest things Don't take up spaces So hard to find They're on your own Just passing through Just passing time If I make this yours And you make it mine Well then, we'll see With golden eyes So hard to find They're on your own Just passing through Just passing time If I make this yours And you make it mine Well then, we'll see With golden eyes Head in the dirt Wishing tables would turn Pray for life Without pain Pray for life Without work Stretching for things That are put out of reach What's the last thing that you think about Before you fall asleep? The truth is hard to find But mostly cause we lie In versions of ourselves That we cannot define We're moving backwards Or at best, we're side to side We're running circles Up and down between the line