Tossed down to us,
through magic clouds...

Please listen to me Father,
before I go to sleep...

Would you listen,
If I told you...

Dancing around in thin air,
this script I did not write...

A memory of soul,
forms freshly in my mind...

When I close my eyes,
I see more color then I do when I look into the...

I sit here feeling cold,
as the raindrops fall around me...

I'm so sick of hearing love songs,
so sick of missing you...

I'm walking all alone now,
my eyes can only see mist...

Grey brick walls,
and a dirty ground...

I feel sick.
Not an illness of well-being health...

Trying to hold back,
on the taste of my tears...