There is something about the way, The way you make me feel
Your drowning in your fear
Im on this high that keeps calling me
I keep getting chills I keep getting higher
You keep falling and you dont belong
Im not gonna fall anymore I belong higher and more
You gotta take the blame its not the same
I am on this pure high and feel it in my vein
lIfe is so sweet with nothing to drink
This high is taking me to another place
Wish I could bring you here, but your planet is just not near
You think I am the cause
You think I am the cause
Of all of your sorrows
You keep calling me and calling me
No one will answer to you, and your amazed..
Keep your life the same and be simple and love your place
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem