Beloved,
this sun has not blossomed...
Look at you, standing there in all your glory
Smile as pretty as a picture, yet secretly...
I left so many people behind
So many memories left now confined...
Chosen one
Why, why refuses me...
I understand that you were worried.
I understand that you were just trying to help...
You've built yourself a sugar coated house of...
And you wonder how you get yourself stuck in these...
The ship set sail a year ago
what a joyous time indeed...
I'm sitting here alone
Darkness all around...
You only call me when you have nothing to do,
uses me because you know I will let you...
You think you're so clever
Calling me on the phone...
And they call me the class intellectual
Because I fell into that trap once again...
Pretty Girl,
Dont you know...