Texty: Monday Morning. Fool's Paradise. Breakaway.

There's no description stated for what I'm feeling lately
You're my prescription maybe
for my disease of emptiness
my life was overrated
until You invaded
now nothing's complicated
just You and me and love

so break away
break away
we'll break away

so I've been thinking maybe we'd leave this world behind
and run to a distant nowhere
and live off love alone
Your love was suffocated
now it's excavated
and nothing's complicated
just You and me and love

here I'm standing
watching, waiting
for someone, something
to come and take me