Wouldn't It Be Good, If It Was True?

("I know it's true..."
"I'm afraid it's just a fairytale"
"No it's not I promise"
"Wouldn't it be good if it was true?")

Im stuck for words 
Clocks ticking in my head
With dirty feet I walk these streets
To keep two steps ahead

Breathin, in
To taste the clouds
Let me slip away
And fade into the crowd

I want to evaporate
And be embraced by air
I want to be water
And flow without a care

I can feel it, someones coming
I can feel the weight of their eyes
Whispering, so softly as they sing

(oh...)