
Why don't you take me somewhere nice?
Somewhere where the words simply flow, somewhere where the clock just STOPS.
It's been so long since you don't take me anywhere, anywhere different, anywhere new.
And it feels as if the thoughts could drown me in any moment now. They're just like the clock:
never ending.
Why don't you take me somewhere far away?
I'd like to feel the cold wind on my face and the light to penetrate my thoughts, and maybe they
won't be so dark anymore. I reckon it would never change but it's nice to pretend. Maybe we can hide in those infinite shadows in somewhat a blessed perpetuity, run from those colossal fears that storm us.
Why don't you take me somewhere serene?
Somewhere where I can share my ideas with you, somewhere where you can listen and comfort me with some sort of affirmation. Somewhere you can give me just what I'm missing. A place so forgotten only us can give it sense.
I'd like you to take me somewhere rare and isolated from anyone but you and me.
Why don't you take me somewhere where time stops?
I just want the clock to rest for a second and let me take it all in. Take me somewhere we can get lost, somewhere where I can rest.
Just take me somewhere nice.

