You give me the signs
But dont know what your painting

Building a bond
With no idea what your making

How am i suppose to feel?

The winds emotions make our hearts chime.
Or is it in my mind?
Either way i know its mine.

But how am i suppose to feel?
Is it your heart iam suppose to steal?

Love is a crime that has no bond.
No matter what the case..
It feels so wrong.

How am i suppose to feel?

Cant fill the void with a quarter pound meal

With a smile of life
Something inside gets killed
So what am i suppose to feel?
I dont know but i know its weird

Im following the signs..
But still i cant steer