As the faces pass by

they catch me talking to myself

But I don't know them,

They don't know me

This paper-thin world

It's illusions are amazing

And If I close my eyes

they're all I can see

Talking past without changing

Chasing (Chasing)

Holding future in theory

Wasting

A long wasted dream

It replays the opportunities

That I didn't take

Glad I didn't take

I didn't ask much

But I still want more than enough

The dreams that haunt

Even when I'm awake