Do you still believe in magic ?Do you still believe in your dreams ?
Do you still believe that better days will come ?
I have a secret place inside of me
Where there is always a hope
A despite of everything
Where I can dream
Even for sometime
I almost lost everything
And I thought I was weaker
But I have a strange kind of fource now
And I don't see the most of my dreams in it
They became weaker
And more distant
It is like being in this world
And watch this world from outside
I can see everything
Even myself
My mistakes
I miss myself how I was before
But now my expectations are not too strong
My dreams are not so colorful
As before.
There's a lack
And I can't name it
I'm kind of dead
Kind of alive
Living between two worlds
Finally I leave life carry me on
And I don't know where I am going
It's nothing between me and people
It is between me
And something so much stronger than all of this
I wish I could feel God
A bit closer
As before
Do you still believe ?
I'd wish to...
