Reach out
And feel the four walls...

When you picture life
And the way things are...

The world surrounds you,
and you think of the one person to run to...

Broken pencils and empty notebooks
lie on my bedroom floor...

You stare at the board
You know the answers...

Heads on desks
Or up and working...

You don't get it, do you?
After all this time...

Sorry, change of plans,
NO, relax...

Here she comes
To wreck the day...

Empty meadow, bare streets,
different paths, confusing times...

Get a does a reality kid,
you can't live in dreams forever...

It's time for bio class,
and she'll still in the bathroom with the pocket...