One thousand times I see your face again I touch the old wound in the end of your pink heart Said one of the passengers A thing that one is looking for is already there In my words, in my worlds But all things change now Never sureļ¼Œto lie awake Lake reflect I want to sleep cuddling with you like green, like a breeze and then I feel breeze, I can breathe Years that seemed telescoped like time in a dream One is looking for is already there in my worlds I see a red apple fall from the tree The sky suddenly divide like a lute delete the poison You know primary instinct take care.... the sky suddenly divide lonesome eyes please wash the world with a youthful madness hitch your wagon to a star