Everyone dreams Of life to be fuller than what we perceive Picturing days That look more like the scenes in what movies portray We have such imaginations, But we don't see these inclinations
Are a cry for you A desperate pleading and yearning for you But we don't know who We should be crying for
Why do we reach For life like a plant towards the sun always leans How do we agree There's more past these shadows our eyes cannot see We have so much motivation, But we don't see these inclinations
Life is constant demonstration We're carbon copied replications
