Baby boye took me in arme
Baby boy kiss me wit charm
Baby boye mine, baby boye mine
Baby boy kute and baby boye ware suit
Baby boye italiano like me
Baby boye mine
Yuo see

What's this at my feet.
A ribbon for a finish line
For the underdog;
An unpolished stone
To make a ring;
A piece of paper yet unfolded
Into a snowflake;
Is this a bit of wood
Waiting for release;
A puddle
Reflecting a blue sky
That could be fashioned
As a cloud,
Why not give it a try.
A stick, a stone, ribbon or puddle
Just waiting as a poem.

If an ugly duckling turns into a swan
would the lesser species then be none?
forgetting aesthetics and swimming on
left to ponder on this pond

take a gander at a goose
what's good for you is what you choose

If an ugly duckling turns into a swan
would the lesser species then be gone?
who chooses how beauty lines are drawn?
we're all the same in this pond

Why can't you see
See me here
You love me
I love you
But I don't know what to do
Need to look
Need to find
Got to find
Peace of mind
All night long
I've been lying
Can't you see
That I'm dying
You and me
Never meant to be
But we love to see the silver lake
And the golden house
But while we are here we should be wide awake with time, turn around and see if you want me
See me here
I don't know what to do
Need to look
Need to find
Got to find
Peace of mind
All night long
I've been crying
Can't you see
That I'm dying
You and me
Never ever meant to be
But you don't wanna believe
We only see the silver lake

I'm just a puzzle,
a puzzle that you can not solve,
that's why you left,
because you had enough,
from solving a complicated puzzle like me.

Georgia Porgie pudding and pie?
Nah! More like...

Crazy, crazy, deluded and shy,
Kisses the boys who make her cry.

Cos when other girls come out to play,
All those boys run away.

The chase is over,
Though it never really began.
There wasn't much of a game for you,
Was there?
Thus the prize lost its lustre,
Lost your lust.
And so you continued to chase,
Eyes wandering elsewhere,
Secretly seeking other prizes,
Real achievements to you.
As I gathered dust on your shelf,
Polished when you needed me.
I will eventually fade into the background,
Phased out by new trophies,
Bigger and better.

You went on your fishing trip
Caught a big one this time,
You said.
This one's a bit heavy,
Weighed down.
With a sharp tug on the pole,
You finally retrieved your catch.
Well, what is it?,
You asked.
You held something in your hand
Pulsing and black.
Whatever it is,
It's not worth it.
You threw it back into the water,
Back into the dark depths.
Let's keep on fishing.
I wanna catch a big bass.

They say there's plenty of fish in the sea
But you didn't even notice,
When you caught my heart.
Sure,
It was beaten
Almost unrecognizable.
But it only took you a second,
To judge my darkness
As impairment,
And toss me back to a personal hell
You reeled in my heart,
And you didn't even know.

I'm sorry I can't be
**The catch of the day.

I can fake a smile
Quite well

I can laugh when
I really want to cry

I can scream
So quietly you'll never hear

I can cry
Invisible tears

I can live
While dying inside

And I can hide
While standing right there

As you can see
I have quite a long resume,
Oh God,
Of why I,
Of all your children,

*Should be the next to come home

If joy were a person
It'd be you
Dear sister

If kindness were a person
It'd be you
Sweet friend

If peace were a person
It'd be you
Kind soul

If goodbye were a person
It'd be you
Old friend

If hopeless was a person
It'd be me
Cruel world