I want to go to there, to the place that doesn't know me, go to our spot, lay down on the floor, and never leave.
Maybe the world could be nice there. Maybe life could be easy. I could just look up at the top and watch the days go by.
It might get a little lonely.
I just want to lay there and forget the world. All the people running past me, some brave enough to join me for a few sacred minutes.
I'd watch the world go by and, for a moment, feel as if I was at the center of it all.
And late at night, when I'm all alone and forgotten, I'd close my eyes and just feel the Earth move.
Maybe then I could be happy.
I wish it could happen. I wish I was there now. Come with me; steal a jet. Stay as long as you want, but I'll never go.
