• All I do is chase dreams night after night,
    But they soon turn to vapors right before my eyes.
    If my head is in the clouds,
    How can I keep my feet on the ground?
    Searching for my gravity,
    While I dance through the night.
    Where is the soul that dares to defy me?
    Who is going to be the gravity?
    The one who is going to find my sanity,
    And bring it back to me.
    The reason to hold me down,
    Is nonexistent.
    When you talk,
    I may not listen.
    Like a careless child,
    I may just laugh.
    For growing up,
    Is not even in my sight.
    Secretly, I wish...
    That you would hold me down,
    Be my gravity,
    But still always let me dream.