Sunday, March 4, 2007

how hard can it be to
have and to keep what everyone has?
out walking the street
the Beautiful meet
they're starting to laugh

I know too much
I've seen to much
I crave too much
I'm out of touch

my recent illusion
blurred out my conclusion
there's no-one for me
I can't do it right
I can't sleep at night
He's all that I see

but I want too much
demand too much
I crave too much
I'm out of touch

I aim high, you aim low
oh, ain't that just the way it goes?
I see sparks, you see none
had I only quit while it was fun

but I seek too much
I try too much
think I cry too much
I think I've lost my touch;





.. but it was fun.


(it was nice meeting you anyway :D)