See. See what I want to find. I can find it by myself. But I feel. I feel like I recognize. What I see in someone else. . When I feel like I'm fucked up.
You never talk about it. If it's too involved. You don't want to know. Let it go. Let it go. . And in the morning sun. Everything is fine. And it's alright.
No, you won't leave your mark on me. I'm protected by an honesty. And all the dead people in the world. To scare, to give. You won't leave your mark on me.
Could you be the one who wants to turn me into something new?. Could you be the one, the one who has to make life fun of you. . So far gone. So far gone.
[Chorus:]. You want to turn your back on everything. You want to turn your back on everyone. Well I try. . [Chorus]. . Buh buh buhdaa. Buh buh buhdaa.
Come on over. Break some bread. Close the window. And we'll lay on the bed. If you're the future. Then I'm with you. Looking forward. To everything that we do.
Been bought and I've been sold. And I've forgot what I've been told. And now I need someone. Of all the stars I've ever seen. You're the sun. . Hang on, hang on.
Your mind is strong. But your will is weak. And it's no wonder. You can't stand. On your own two feet. The past is gone. You can't call it back. That's no reason.
Maybe I just got it wrong. Express the feelings in a song. I didn't mean that much to you. I'm given such a tainted view. . I'm not bitter, you're still sweet.
I don't care. I don't wanna hear about. What I'm thinking. I wanna hear something new. . But I know you always say. What's on my mind. And I know I'll always know.
(G. Love). When the circle finally formed you called me up. The only one making a sound. I can't work out what I want to see. I bury my thoughts in the ground.
We get older every year. But you don't change. Or I don't notice you're changing. I think about it every day. But only for a little while. And then I feel it.
You impress me with your style. I think you're really cool. Everybody looks at you. Cause you're everybody's fool. . I don't fuckin' care (I don't fuckin' care).
See her lying in my bed. My pillow stuffed beneath her head. Her hair is like a sea of gold. I'd love to say it her. Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit.
Fear begin to turn around. I guess if everyone listens. There's no one left to fight.. . In your heart someone's there. I'm sixty years old. With nothing left to say..
I don't need a drum, to make a song. When I want to speak, I open my mouth. If no one listens, I don't care. I still disturb the air when I want to. .