And even though I don't believe in the same things, even I can pray, that even when my eyes are closed, that I can see from behind my blindfold. That this doesn't have to be all there is, maybe there's some truth hidden behind our eyelids.
This world doesn't have to be as black and white as we've made it out to be, it doesn't have to be what we've made it.
But maybe, maybe it's all in our heads. Maybe, maybe love can reach to both ends.
Maybe, maybe love can reach to both ends. That even if this is all that there is, it's up to us, isn't it. It's up to us, isn't it.
Maybe, maybe it's all in our heads. Maybe we forget that it's all in our heads. Maybe we are too busy making plans and saying our "cans" and "can'ts" that we forget that it's all in our heads, it's all in our hands. Maybe we just forget that it's all in our heads.