Everything You're Hiding

I've never been quite the answer you wanted; just a reflection you could sing but never believe in. And I know it doesn't sound grown up now, but someday when I'm older I'd like to think I made the best Of the life given to me; no time for catching u

Something is so strange about the way you seem to move along so carelessly: To carry on, but never sink. Another metaphor amongst a million locked inside this book of tricks, Still much to nobody's surprise. But volumes of poetry couldn't come close