When Will You Cross the Line?


If I close my eyes
I can imagine a life that is made of
Happy memories,
That I never lived in my real world.

All around me, it’s cold.
Well, I feel it cold as my shadow.
That is what I’ve built
Full of doors and walls of sorrow.

When will you cross the line?

Is it time to think?
Is it time to break the mirror?
Nothing to repeat
If you only keep your reflection.

Now you’re looking far
And you hold your wishes of leaving.
You’re gonna save yourself
It’s gonna be a sort of homecoming.

Then will you cross the line?

If you close your eyes
Like you’d never lived in the real world.

If you close your eyes…

When will you cross the line?

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