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teen romantic angst
I don't understand the way you feel
I just don't understand
Maybe I am wrong to think you're real
But I don't think I am
I'd like to reach inside you
And pull out your heart
But every time I try to
You are gone before I even start
And so I turn into your eyes to see inside
But I might as well be turned away and looking at the sky
The air goes cold around me
Leaves start to fall
I wonder if I'm even in your mind
Am I in your mind at all?
I wander aimlessly I don't know what to do
Is this image I see part of me or is it part of you?
And so I start to tell you about how I cry.
But I might as well be talking to a tree or looking at the sky.
Now I only wish I had not wasted all this time
Someday I will figure all this out
'til then I'll look into the sky.
Looking at the sky.