• You say we should blame it on the fate,
    that what was never meant to be,
    could never exist in our destiny.

    Still I couldn't help laughing at your emptiness,
    To think that anything could stand in the way of our dream,
    your fear and pain was extreme,
    mine was mild and hidden,
    dulled by the intense beating in my soul,
    my want breaking free,
    had risen.

    You thought our dream lacked substance,
    it was nothing more than smokey puff,
    to think that dream had tore,
    I knew it better,
    it was beauty,
    why couldn't you see.
    I knew it had so much more.

    I refuse to give up on it,
    even if you will,
    my heart rages on,
    even if yours grows still.

    I've never wanted anything this much,
    please don't fall too behind,
    A dream is a heavy burden,
    it either slows you down,
    or speeds you up,
    it either holds you up,
    or to the ground.