carry's house

     I sit here to write my feeling of insominia down..internet again...

  It is said that once u get insomina, 

the more u want to sleep,the more wakeful u are. 

I agree with that.

      It is  my turn to suffer from the tormenting vexation.    

In the sunday park 
Light in the afternoon 
I listen to the sound of my dream 
Coming through 
All the mountains of 
Blueberries and greens 
fairy tale lullaby 

I was down last night 
Too much to handle here 
I didnot know how to carry on 
Still lucky 
All the mess in my head,is fading now 
Among the crowd on the street 

I wish youd come to my place 
You would be smiling so close to me 
I wish the day dream never ends 

Im the kind of girl,who lives only for today 
but I think its o.k. to be myself 
Especially when youre not around 
I need someone to hold 
I know how to have fun 

I wish you were here by my side 
we would be talking something silly 
I wish the day dream never ends 

when I feel a single beat of my lonely heart 
I can sing, I can cry, without knowing why 
Yes I tried and I tried to the way to you 
somehow life always leads through a maze 

everyday everynight you live in my mind 
everyday everynight still pleasure and pain 
melodies of memories will never stop 
you are with me until the end of time 
just a day dream in The Sunday Park