In
a perfect world my heart would be my own-
And I would hold the
reighns of time-
erase the many mistakes I've sown.
But in
this world you hold me-
and no escape is in our midst-
So we
ride along, broken and shattered, with memories of a kiss.
Yes,
we push along in hopes of survival-
to a song sang only for
two-
with broken hearts, on the wings of a dream, under skies of
turbulent blue.