I feel like I’m losing ground when I step in your direction,
You’re dragging me down when I feel we’re making a connection,
Walking the line between the realm of friends or lovers,
Knock, Knock on a door to a room that’s never been discovered.
I’m falling through quicksand,
I’m sinking deeper everyday,
I’m falling through quicksand…
The light at the end is blinking in and out of focus,
Burning emotions fire our need to live the moment,
Struggling to free myself from sinking any deeper,
The harder I fight the more I lose sight of the leader.
Everyday I want to go and fly away,
With my mind, with my mind so free…