i hope you can find someone to help you out of this mess i hope you define what you believe in
the night had perfect moments except for the whole hangover thing i know you prefer long hair to short
on an empty city street you walked as a kid from nowhere and now you have found yourself alone
you wanted to be free to walk away
i truly know it that you can see through it things you thought you knew when you first started turned out to be all wrong
while everyone is still sleeping you straighten up the mess that's inside it's somewhat of a relief but mostly of its compensations the chill of the bitter winds is what you can hold on to i know you used to before too long
i hope you can find someone to help you out of this mess i hope you define what you believe in
i truly know it that you can see through it things you thought you knew when you first started turned out to be all wrong for you...
