Knocking my head on the walls

Knocking my head on the walls and there is
one wall beside me
I recognise when it;s gone that it finally
found me

I want to knock the walls that are so real
I want to tell you how I really feel

I am not over your strength but I lose mine
beside you
I want to swim all the length when I
suddenly find you

I want to climb the wall that;s made
of ice
I want to taste the water in your eyes

Falling my head over heels that;s the way
that I do feel
I am a stranger of sorts in the heaven
that we steal

I want to knock your walls down to the ground
I want to touch the future still to come...


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