Long ago, you told me to use my hands,
To fufill what's in my heart,
But I guess I didn't realise,
The time it takes for that to transpise,
I just  don't want to end up,
Building castles in the sky,
I do, I still do,
Love you  more than life,
Maybe I just  haven't been; in love that much,
I hear stories, I see visions,
But what about the pespiration?
I'm done with wanting what others want, i just want what you want,
Is this a beautiful affliction?
No matter the perception,
I'll still believe.