
So outgoing, but the bad way
I can't tell, if it's the same
Or if the well was filled with rain
No room to talk, it's the screens that talk
So can't we look aside?
Care to tell me what gets rise?
Trail of crumbs, if I recall
Open wide, but the door is small
To do for me
Last one in, see how it is
Seems I'm a fool, for reading lips
Now I see, from the other side
And I wish I could change
So let us walk outside
Let me look you in the eyes
The time is right
Deep thought, but now I'm fine
If only once