Category : Songs

Sub Category : Childrens

I'd like to think that that every pain in my stomach was buttterflies and that every smile was worth the lie.
I'd like to dream that every mask I put sinks into my face and makes it seem just a little bit more real. That maybe it could last a little longer.
I'd like to imagine that with every worldly passion there was a price that I didn't have to pay.
Sometimes I'd like to dream that everything was free, that every bit of sunlight could have its final gleam.
I'd like to picture that there was some way to ensure that everything could be okay, even if it all was fake.