Folding Paper Dreams

Coming to the end
 Of this lucid dream
 Void of sound
 Near the shore
 In every place you call "home"
 I will be there with you
 And every time you face your ghosts
 I will fight them with you
 Whenever they come
 Maybe I'm just in your mind
 My way to be with you
 Maybe the light of the day
 My way to warm your skin
 Maybe it's just in my mind
 My way to be with you
 After all this pain
 Maybe this light of the day
 Makes me feel I'm with you
 To let go what we were
 Folding paper dreams
 What is left of us
 Still resound
 Folding paper dreams
 What is left of us
 Still resound
 Everywhere
 We suffer for a reason
 We both believe we're roaming on our own
 A broken mechanism
 We walk two different paths of the same road
 Maybe I'm just in your mind
 My way to be with you
 Maybe the light of the day
 My way to warm your skin
 Maybe it's just in my mind
 My way to be with you
 After all this pain
 Maybe this light of the day
 Makes me feel I'm with you
 To let go what we were
 Folding paper dreams
 What is left of us
 Still resound