I look in your direction but the wind stopped me,
I walk in the wooden door and hang up my coat...

Mistakes unwind from the past he notes,
Unacceptable is the word he choses to use...

I have a feeling that no matter what I say,
It won't all come out and I can talk all day...

The skin on my body tingles-
When I hear her voice near...

The clouds roll right pass me,
And I can't get you off my mind...

I sit back, slouched over- hanging,
Eyes rollin' in the back of my head...

The sun became an unblinking yellow eye,
And the roaring of my mind surely continues...

The clouds roll in all at once,
And my mind is more clear...

I can see you now,
Sitting on my finger...

Scattered shades of Autumn surround me everywhere...
My heart gets lighter as the sun begins to fade...

His voice has grown to be more and more unheard,
The phrases haven't been effortly made to me...

It's her, that very special girl once again,
Depressed far worse than ever before...