I see their smiles in the mirror,
tired smiles...

We bonded from day one
and still are tight today...

It's easier to be a number.
The world demands it...

The book house was all aglow,
in the beautiful darkness...

I bask in the spotlight
on opening night...

She had the mental activity
of champagne intoxicated dreams...

People think that I love you.
They say we're a couple from up above...

I think you're beautiful,
standing barefoot in the grass...

She stares at the mess you've made,
wondering where she went wrong...

The water is sparkilng,
there are birds in the trees...

I felt a chill in the air
on those summer nights...

The wind is whispering
on this starry night...