Better Left a Lie

My means are small
My dreams are big
My life is poor 
My soul is rich

Fantasies are better left a lie
Fantasies are better left a lie

This world is gray
Love is a loser's game
Why should I play
and just get more of the same... pain

Fantasies are better left a lie
Fantasies are better left a lie

I loved and loved
I poured and poured
I bled and bled

I pour my love inside a girl filled with holes
she couldn't hold
I poured my love inside her hands  
It slipped through like grains of sand
she couldn't hold

I bled and bled
I poured and poured
I loved and lost

Fantasies are better left a lie
Fantasies are better left a lie

 *Sometimes we are disappointed when we chase our dreams and it wasn't what we thought it would be. This is about leaving it a dream/lie to stay happy and hopeful.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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