Reality within a dream.
I'm scared of not knowing love before I die
so I haven't noticed how love passes close to me
how can I miss something I've never had?
let me sleep beside you to feel warmth
even if the wounds vanish
you know you were hurt once
the invisible scar gets wider
and a part of you dies
don't wake me up if you go
'cause I dream.
We mustn't become attached to material goods
I didn't ask to be born into this shell
that would crack someday
who is going to wait for me?
just having you for one more day
I know my heart isn't hurt
can I become attached to feelings?