sons de l'intérieur

Waking up in the morning i look towards the sky,
how i wish i could see the birds fly,
life is a rush ,we run,
where has gone all the fun?
look around,
what have you found?
only a life split into pieces
more waste than waste.......
realise the reality
we lead a life of formality

i want to live,
i want to feel the morning breeze and chirps of birds,
i want to run away from what we live
i want to sleep to an intoxicating dream,
where i find gardens,chocolates and ice cream
where the butterflies fly along
where there is love
where there is time
where life is really lived
yes i want to live..............................................