Sitting on this pebble beach losing it all,
Losing those few friends that captured my smile.
But they're slowly becoming a fading memory
I'm trying to regain them again but I guess that cannnot happen.
I tried to meet up with mary-jane again so I can fully tap my thoughts
but the side effect of relapsing again is futile.
So i just go on living life in grey again
Saying the Lord's name in my mind as I pass
to enter and get approval from strangers wherever I go
I'm stuck in a rut once again, how do I get myself out of this again?
I try to find love over here but she found me instead.
Now I'm living in a fantasy the way i always wanted it to be.
Am I fooling myself, they say I do..should I listen?
Like a worker bee I am drawn to your honey
but my wings have been clipped like a fallen angel
dying slowly losing what I once had....
Are we all living to get attention our parents couldn't give us?
It seems that way
So I try to find myself once more just like you said
Still sitting on this grey beach with water glistening
The sun warming the place like it ought to be
If only you were here with me....