Saturday, August 12, 2006
You wanted more for me, You
You can have all the world in your hands
and the dreams in your head
or take what you want, but you can't
you don't, you wouldn't now, would you
I can't, I won't, I don't get high enough
to escape this skin, to numb the loneliness of sin
my how these scars fade with time
faults neither see you nor I
and be it that maybe we fall out of touch
but it's just the open season
You can have all the world in your hands
and the dreams in your head
or take what you want, but you can't
you don't, you wouldn't now, would you
I can't, I won't, I don't get high enough
to escape this skin, to numb the loneliness of sin
my how these scars fade with time
faults neither see you nor I
and be it that maybe we fall out of touch
but it's just the open season