Just 15; Just pass 3 am Moma sleeping, daddy working Minds racing, boy sneakin' sneakin' Rain dried, hearts desire
Anonymous soccer jersey walking dog Lonely street light illuminating lonely boy Don' wanna go home, Don't wanna desolve Rain dried, love too
Cigarettes and ice tea Familiar sidewalks, windows closed No friends awake, air is wide To much space, to little thoughts
Night is freedom, night is dead Boy is running because he can Boy is crying because he can Who counts boys when stars are endless
Boy just passed 18; Boy is still there Awake while night, drunk while day Boy still loves the same, but not at night Night is dead, but dead means freedom