Warmth for my cold heart

I wanna touch a soul while still living, physically, emotionally, spiritually
I wanna grab something warm to burn my cold heart
I want to love again
I want to touch a hand and fly to the moon
I wanna cry so bad that all my sins dry up on my face
Could things be so easy, could life be fake
Could we all be dreaming, and god wake up one day
I wanna lift my hands up toward the sky so i can know the weight of the world
I wanna fly with the stars and comet and bump heads with crashing rocks
I want to save her one more time again, see here one more time again
Hear her voice one more time again...
I want to accept death and tragedy
I want to understand miracles and life's creations
To the smallest ant and tiniest bee
I want to walk forward with eyes open, cause the world has a blinding nature

"What i tried to grasp that day so long ago, wasnt you..." -Dune-