Sweet Illusions

When I hear the sweet voice of yours
The spring paints a new green to the trees
Bringing the cure to my stony sores
Carrying a warmth to the cold breeze

Let’s watch the sea swallow the red sun
Adoring the balminess by our sides
I close my eyes to see your face
My mind runs to you as it guides

I know I won’t hear your whispers
You can't hear mine
I’m invisible in your world
I guess i love living a lie