I take a step into a world,
Where no one sees the outside,
But the inside outshines the stars.
And everybody’s souls are made,
Of little pieces of gold,
And the heart beats no hatred,
And no isolation.
I can see into the thoughts and dreams,
And everything in between,
And the bad thoughts are compressed,
Like water in a dam.
Everybody feels their flying,
And I don’t hear any crying,
In this “Perfect World”
In here, we march to the same beat.
In here, we’re always on our feet.
In here we’re always talking,
But the words feel like a dream.
Even in here…
She’s still only in my dreams.