pretty pictures in a dream of a road less traveled,
in a house that isn't home the story is unraveled,
in it are friends that aren't real and a love that's just as
fake,
even in my dreams of eden there always seems to be a snake,

would I give it all up for love,
would love do the same to me,
will it be dreams or emotions,
that would controll my destiny,

why must I see the future,
when I feel like I can't change it,
if I don't care about my world,
why do I wan't to rearange it,

if I fall in love will I sell my soul,
and would love forgive me for wanting it all,
what is my quest, what is my holy grail,
even without knowing I feel I'm gonna' fail,