Day
dreaming...
Eyeless in the morning sun you were
pale and mild, a modern girl...
I can tell by the wondering look in my eye
i am just a little girl with just about a thousand...
Let the chance of fortune,
Twist and burn in loves...
The eye of the storm
comes sweeping in...
Seeing and feeling
through the eyes...
[Eyes so blue you could get lost in their depths...
You reach, probingly, through my glazed windows...
My life was crumbling before my eyes, and I pray...
And every time I shed a pound, its another foot...
Alone in a room
with a deja-view...
Revolted of this peanut butter atmosphere
And the exaggeration of summer fun...
Started off as nobody
Now more than somebody...
Feel the weight of my body
Dangling by my arms...