Visions

Life told ya that it's easier to fly when you lie

So why don't I want to give it a try

Sweet sweet life why won't you be mine

I hate that everythings structured in lines

Can't my brain just die for some time

Let my fantasies taste like my favorite wine

And I fall into visions of roses and coffee

Don't care what you think is best for me

Cause you aren't a dreamer, I live in mine

With orange water and pink sunshine