I'm taking the world with two grains of salt
One being my life and the other my faults
As the birds and the bees and the people move on
I'm stuck, sitting here, to wallow in thought.
And as darkness consumes my thoughts and my mind.
I find that my stories start to incline.
To grow
To thrive
To flourish
As I sit here, in a world all my own,
I find that my happiness, too, begins to grow
And as I get lost in this magical world
The problems in life soon begin to go
To dissappear
To vanish
To leave
So when I start taking the world with two grains of salt
With one normally my life, and the other my faults
My utopia's only a half-step away
'Till something comes along
And blows
It away...
