Journey Home

Bad dreams, Good times,

Walking around loosing perspective of life,

It is Skyscrapers Bright lights,

Shining through the darkness night,

Big dreams, high hopes,

Shortest route but felt like the longest ride,

Don't know tomorrow but I'll follow the light,

I maybe wrong but it's the only thing on my sight

I'll run towards it,

One day I'll be there, it'll be my turn to Shine bright,

But like a Diamond, there's pressure

and this pressure running me dry,

Running me dry,

There's no bread nor wine

It's running me dry, it's running me dry.