balance and composure
separation
separation the result of your coming touch what's motivation if my feelings can't turn into love i spend my spare time frustrated and painting a mask fits right to your face recovers the thoughts of my past it pains me to know that all i see is a vision to grow and everything around me's always fading fast it's what i'd like to see so now i'll just open the window letting the wind blow separation i fear that we're losing such this conversation is dull and is nothing to love where's the passion diminished it lays in the past and i'm distracted it's taken me this long to grasp from far away i can feel her preparing a place with my name i awake this dream's just a scene that i sculpted from pain i built us a house with wedful desires a fence that would mend protect you from crying i can't erase i can't erase the faith that i corrupt my days through the look on your face i can't erase my mind and heart working different ways separate