Conversations with her
Conversations with them
What’s going on within
Do we ever really know
turmoil..truth.. lies
I just want to run and hide
Spotlight in the dark
Can you see that park
It’s all green
How does it go from
What it always was
To how it will never be
Thin line between winners and losers
Beggars can’t be choosers
We are all leaves from the same tree
Yet we’re browning
Can’t you see
We will never truly be free
Until we leave
All that matters is you and me
The sun shines on you
Let’s see what you can do
When it turns to me
I’ll smile and then flee
Nothing is what its supposed to be
one foot in front of the other
When’s the last time you held your hand out to another
You’d be surprised to discover
They just want to hold it