Dream CriterionIf you can't fly on your dreams anymore,I'm sorry, but don't worry,you have simply grown up.If you can't build a little empire on your dreams,I'm totally sorry,you are a dead man walking.
Parallel IIParallel III'm dying along with myself,every night,Always on the same nightmares,Without being able to help me,But only to wake,If I succeed, so.And when I wake up,I feel worst,Because I'm tiredand even more alone.And hopethat feeds me and kills meat the same time,Always leading meto do again the same mistakesand I feel worst,Because I can't wake up,Neither I want to sleep.
SpareSpare a smile for my eyesSpare some words for my presenceSpare some time cause I need itShare your dance with my fireShare your flesh with my touchShare your spell with my dirtShare my thirst with your laughShare my truth with your eyesShare your beauty with meShare your name againSpare your smile, I need itSpare your touch for my coldSpare a truth for my painShare my hands with yours.Spare your smile againSpare some words to surprise meSpare your hog for my desertSpare a lie for my hopeSpare some time cause I need itShare your dance with my fireShare this little... I won't hurt youShare my truth with your eyesSpare me, I'm not worthy.
It Wasn't MeI felt such a shamethat I found you lovelywhen you were crying.I know you can't forgive me,but please at least rememberthat It Wasn't Mewho made you cry.