Cold, dark night.

Eyes start to close, but I fight.

Black road, yellow lines.

Just watching the cars go by


Heart racing, mind blank.

Feeling a little shaky, but I try to think.

I feel lonely, I can't lie.

Just watching the people pass by.


Wanting this world to change,

Suddenly I'm feeiling quite strange.

The days at a low, but the clouds are still high,

Just watching airplanes fly by.



Empty, vulnerable, numb to the soul.

Piecing myself together but I can't feel whole.

If I said I was happy it would be a lie,

Just watching the days go by.


New, confusing day.

I planted my feet, I think I'll stay.

My eyes begin to cry.

Just watching my life fly by.

Your
     Guitar
              Sits
                    In
                       The  
                            Corner
                        ­                Of
                                           The
                                               Room,
                                                       It
                                                       Breaks
                                                        ­ ­       My
                                                        Hea­rt­
                                              Knowing
          ­­                             You'll
                             Never
                       Play
          Another
   Tune,
        I
       Miss
             Watching
                          And
                      ­         Listening  
                                          To
                                               You
                                                    Play,
                                                          The
                                                            Music
                                                    Taking
                                             Over
             ­                    Making
                             My
                     Body
              Sway,
           I'd
   Close
         My
            Eyes
                   Feel
                        The
                             Beat,
                                  You'd
                   ­ ­                     Strum
                                                 Your
                                                       Guitar
                                              Tapping
          ­­                              Your
                                  Feet,
                        ­ ­      I'd
                         Feel
                   The
        Rhythm
     In
My
   Mind
          Body
                And
                      Sou­­l,
                            Feeling
                                        So
                     ­                      Connected
                                                   Never
  ­                                            Wanting
                                           To
                   ­                   Let
                               That
                    Feeiling
               Go