DrippingBlackViolets

I got to be Got to catch that thing What am I looking for? I just got to see I want to stay gold I want to see the sunset Everything is getting older And I just feel the cold I want someone to want me I want to hear piano keys But I feel the pressure Just got to be I feel his pulse on my skin And then I lose that too It's not the same, I'm always tryin to catch up And I'll never see him again What about the others? All those people caught up in the darkness I'm still running While everyone leaves them to smother Who's playing those violins I don't want to hear Just got to run, just got to be I wish I could still feel t

Boy He watches and wonders Listening to many voices Of people he can't see This boy, he ponders What's wrong with me? Boy He is no longer a child On the cusp of sixteen Thinking of how the girl he loves Isn't the same, she's different now, always riled Her heart wrapped up in someone elses doves Boy He has to get her back He'll forget about the other stuff To stop the confusion, he needs her He's on a different train now, riding a different track She's so far in the distance now he wonders why he should even bother. Boy So lost in the crowd Trying to stop looking for that distant face She's someone else now Hearing all t