I will follow
©2004 Adriàn Lozäno

I wake up to the sound of a voice that dreams of tomorrow.
I wake up from a dream I can't remember...
Every breath I take it feels like dying.
You shall never come to me... it's something:

Hard to believe and to do,
It is never me, it's just you.
	I got you - justly You.

You shoot me on a sight the heaviest bullet I've got.
You crush me with your hand laying there...
Every spit left it's some me... I'm clearly dying.
You shall always be right here... It's something:

Hard to carry or to make
dreams come true. Just in you.
	I got you - justly You.

Every day I will follow.
Every day it's another dream of sorrow.		(x3)

It's something hard to believe and to do,
It is never me, it's just you.
It's hard to carry or to make
dreams come true. Just on you I can.
	I got you - Justly You.
	Just... just.