An inspirational tirade against me. How to explain my life?. Boys to the left of me. girls to the right of me. neither husband nor wife. Though the days are filled with pain.
Looking in the mirror, I can see myself standing in your arms. Holding me and kissing me and loving me. Ooo ooo you just can't get enough of me. Now I'm on the phone, telling you I'm all alone.
I'm anonymous,. this I promise,. and I'd rather love to keep it like this,. You'd rather be there,. in the distance,. and fake this,. that anyone remembers your name.