endless summer sky
full of color
full of clouds,
a sea of stars
while down below a stream of cars

streaks of lights, swirls of trees
and that warm summer breeze

i can still hear the music,
is it only me?
and i hope we'll never lose it.

days of sunshine
but nights of memories,
what if this? . . . what if that?
never really knowing,
if i could only go back . . .

i was always on the outside
of the jokes,
no matter what i said or how i said it
i'd never be one of your folks

your butterflies have left
me for her,
now i'm lonely, i'm lovesick
and they haven't found a cure

summer nights,
long drives
high tides and navy skies,
toes tangled in the tall grass
fireflies blinking and shimmering
like stained glass

days that would never end
and nights we could never forget,
texts i could never send
and words from my tongue i would never let . . .

i will always be on the outside
of the jokes,
no matter what i'll say or how i'll say it
i will never be one of your folks

i always have "too much" to say
yet never know what to say,
i always have it on my mind
yet never know how to say it

when will it be over . . .
my heart feels blue,
but no amount of dandelions
could make my wish come true . . .

always the alien
never the native,
when will i get to be the friend,
not the foe? . . .

love is not meant to be kept
but given without restraint,
i always give and give and give and give
but no one is willing to reciprocate.

the ones i pour my love out for
never really deserve it . . .
the pain adds up,
until i'm pouring from an empty cup.

i just want to love again
and to be loved once more . . .
once more and as the one again,
and nevermore the alien