Tomorrow the real world's gonna cry
cause I'm gonna fly.
I'll be so high,
then forget their twisted thoughts.
Create my own stupid lies
and believe that this world of mine
is still worth a try.
Where the rules are not out of hand,
where my dreams are heard and planned,
where my heart can turn the hands of time,
where pain is not part of my name
and where the ghost
and where the ghost
of the cruel past
has been buried at last.
They look at me as if I am wrong,
like I'm a fool lost in a song.
But what they don't know
unlike their world full of woe.
Stars are brighter than those eyes
that judged me wrong;
that said i was going to fall and be so low.
written by: Alen Obedencio
