Seeing things, going places. Living out of suitcases. Every day's like a dream. I find myself talking to shadows. Taking the train of youth. Back home again.
Falling down, reaching out, for someone to come down. Oblivious to all of us, the child that grows inside. Seventeen without a care, she's taking another ride.
Falling down, reaching out, for someone to come down. Oblivious to all of us, the child that grows inside. Seventeen without a care, she's taking another ride.
Tangerine, turning green. Cellophane, window pane. Socialize, paralyzed. Plastic faces suck me dry. . Tangerine, tangerine. Tangerine, tangerine. . I know, it's sad.
Staring out to reach a star. Contemplating life on mars. Life's a cover magazine. I'm an eggshell under feet. . Till I see this house under pale blue skies.