Thinking

From the air I see your lonelinessYou carry on despite your fearInside a box you keep your sanityAnd it will never seem clear, to meOver the hills, the light, it flows...It shows the angels laughingAnd where is the love that we're supposed to find?Lost in a maze of games so very dark and overwhelmingLost in these thoughts that seem to rule my mindA simple spell cast is broken throughThe force of life decides to bendYou lay below the sacred stormy skiesAnd you will write the end... for meOver the hills, the light, it flows...It shows the angels laughingAnd where is the love that we're supposed to find?Lost in a maze of games so very dark and overwhelmingLost in these thoughts that seem to rule my mind