i'm scared to open my hands to you, to open myself and let it all run out to you. i don't know what's there, but i want it to fill my life and not yours. i'm scared that you will steal my dreams and leave me empty handed, without a life. i've tasted your creation and it's thrown me an obsession that doesn't rest in you. i know i'm about to meet the ground, where i've seen others falling. i'm awake and i'm deciding to step into the hole. i guess i just feel like soaring right now and i'm afraid i'll never have the chance if i leave it to you. that it won't be worth it, whatever you promise to offer me. and now i can't keep my eyes off what i'm making so much more i'm convinced it'll blow my life away.
i know i'm believing in a lie but this is just a reflex that i'm letting take my mind against everything i'm wanting. i can feel you inside, trying to ask you to change my head. i know i can't live without you and that i'm throwing eternity back in your face. i'll let you ask yourself to change my view so i won't love to fall.