I saw it again the other day
It jumped out of my way
How long has it been?
A few years since then
So nervous I could die
When it walked in the room
So good so tight so right in my head
Think back to the things we said I regret
Falling and coming out so blue
I can hardly look it in the eye
A self injurious line
How long will it take to get my head straight?
I hope there's a point in trying
I can't control the things I feel
Ecstasy what is dream what is real
I never know, can anyone tell me why?
In spite of my earnest intention
Seems I've skirted convention
Young love is doomed to pass me by