I get the feeling
I'm not all alone...

Hold my hand
and I'll squeeze it tight...

I wish that time would just stand still
let nothing slip, make it all real...

If I could Kiss
anyone...

Tears of pain
form in my eyes...

It's nice here
I have no worries...

Bumps on my wrists
I squeeze them to fists...

I'm either hot
or I'm cold...

My wrist has bumps
there red and round...

Wish I had all the time
just so I could clear my mind...