you're the happy place in my mind,
and nothing can change that
you're where i can hide away
when everything around me turns to shit
this imaginary vacation in my head
is always free to visit
when everyone else fails me
but what am i supposed to do
when it's hell to think of you?
It is nice to be able to just sit and relax and enjoy the scenery. Vacations should be like that. You sit and relax, not filled with plans of what to do and what to explore.
Every time I leave
I forget why I stay
But every time I come back
I can't remember why I went away.
I know it's better for me there,
Away from my real life
And I just wish that I could stay
Away from all this strife.
But I've got all these damn attachments
And things I care about
So I can never really leave
Because it seems it's you I can't live without.