(puerta)
Im bout ready for camarillo
My head is goin fast
Im like some ship out on the ragin sea
Thats losin its mainmast
Cant find my direction
My thoughts are so confused
My problems that there is no easy way
To heal the soul thats been abused
Sought to find the diffrence
Between ghosts and reality
But who can tell me whats my name,
I mean, what is really me?
In my dreams, it seems so simple,
Such an easy way to be
Im gonna lose myself in someone else
Just to find that way to me,
Find that way to me
Yeah, in my dreams, it seems so simple,
Such an easy way to be
Im gonna lose myself in someone else
Just to find that way to me,
Find that way to me
Lord just about ready
Yeah, just about ready
Can you hear me now
Im ready Im about ready
Huh Im yours