Letras
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore
And I hold within my hand
The grains of golden sand
Not sure if I'm awake
Or what's real and what is fake
Is this the reality
That I could make?
No matter what they say
The future is a losing game
Looking back is playing safe
It's a dream within a dream
I cling to memories
They're better than what remains
Time within my hand
Like the grains of golden sand
Not sure if I'm awake
Or what's real and what is fake
Is this the reality
That I could make?
No matter what they say
The future is a losing game
Looking back is playing safe
It's a dream within a dream
Mirrors never lie
And memories subside
But all in all in all
Moving on is hard
Not sure if I'm alive
Hate to see my days go by
Tell me there is a way
To go back in time
No matter what they say
The future is a losing game
Looking back is playing safe
It's a dream within a dream...