is it natural
to feel alone again
cutting through life you
my ownly friend
ink and parchment
paper and pen
not really sure when this
all began
but i don't want it to stop
racing time like a clock watch
time me from here to there
but what if i go no where
cuz i'm running in my mind
its running all the time
and the sun never sets
and the planes never jet
cuz don't need to be moving to
know where i am
and i don't need to be talking
to speaking the plan
the ideas i got are the ones that got me to you
and you and you are the one that
brought me here
what about the sun and the wind in my hair
was it all just an illusion
lies becoming an obtrusion
and i can't seem to take this any more
lying on that floor
i stair up at the sky and i wonder
why
and i wonder why
wonder why...
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