From me to you
From you to me too
We'll justify the story
Of the boy with the blue
He sang of winter in bitterness and woe
He sang of summer with a tune so low
A seasonal suffocation in bound
He knew it could always be found
But wouldn't stop to question
Why it was all year 'round
He forgot to differ
He forgot to prefer
Craving sentiments of a love transparent
Waiting around for a dove coherent
And twig, a sign of impossible hope
To owe himself a life-long merit
He tried for an end
He tried for a friend
Only finding what he looked at
For looking for, was only that
He found nothing
When on thought he did not act
He wasted away
He wasted a day
Infatuated, dismissing the world
With chaos and coincidence it would twirl
And without the wisdom and wander
He might have found it all in one girl
He thought it through
He thought it true
Never did he stop to see his wrong
Until at last he had lived her song
In an unfound greatness they said
They found him leading them strong
He found a trust
He found his must
Running from the heights as fast as he could
Running to the lights as fast as he should
Running
Running for the flights as fast as he would
Boy don't you stroll to wander
Now nobody needs to witness the good
Or acknowledge him as misunderstood
To find his way home
In a quiet and humble cabin of wood
He dreams now he's sure
He dreams now of her
But what of a god or a hell
He's scared now you can tell
The mistakes were not misfortune
But acts of one precisely broken cell
He'll love now again
He'll love to the end
And he stands tall but still with worry
He dare not witness above, it's starry
He mumbles, but in a lighter tune
All he can think is father, I'm sorry
Who could say that he's forgiven
Who could say that he's worth living
She could, he thinks of that
Now all he needs to do is act