In my dreams I grow to be young again

have a second chance with all my lovers and friends

because I'd change a lot knowing I could be tougher then this

nothing rougher then this..

then standing alone relying on a kiss

being a child never thought I'd grow to act like a kid

in fact I'm a bit..weak, far from the tracks, and as we speak

I'm bein run down and kicked to my feet

with my face against a sheet on my bedroom floor

ready to believe I can make it on my own

and set myself free.

Written By Esra Chebli