Touched, you say that I am too. So much of what you say is true. . I'll never find someone quite like you again. I'll never find someone quite like you, like you.
There's a sun, there's a ground under my feet. There is almost nothing in between. Now I'm left like a flag atop a moon. Precious one, you have abandoned me.
There's a place, not that far from here. Where people go, when their dreams have died. As I walk, from these faceless streets. I must be the last one alive.
There is a song without a name. It comes to heal your pain. It comes with nothing else but love. . No girls are dancing at my feet. No suits are here to meet.
Looking out my window staring. At the things that I can't see. If I listen closely. I can hear, I can hear, I can hear a dying dream. . I'm wrapped up in the warmth.
Hopping through the rain forest. Escaping the fire like all the rest. Trying to keep my species alive. Looking for lilies and tasty flies. . My legs are pumping as fast as they need to.