Between

between fiction and reality

I spread out my life

here's so nice, so warm I feel so safe

when noone's left to blame

when nobody's home

I'm asking myself, and afraid of answers - well known to

me

two answers - two sides...

I've decided to stay...

between right and wrong, doubt and hope

I'll be there

between rise and fall, shout and calm

I'll be there

please, find me there...

hard to say - who am I

guess I'm still learning how to live...

I feel I should run, the horizon remains empty

between beginning and the end

between sadness and happiness

I must run in the side of the rising sun

two answers...

between right and wrong...

where's my home?

to which side I belong?

soul, need a soul...

is sadness calling?

is sadness coming?

is sadness calling me?