you should have seen all the people crying
so many dreams given up
so many people dying

it can only get better
it cannot get any worse
dumped and rejected, no money
and i am starting to hurt

do not try to draw me in
i am changing the weather
should have seen him go
could do nothing i did not know

it would not be the same –
without you in this world
my world, the one that feels so precious
where you are, it seems special

i was concerned
we are us
we are real
we do the things
that help us feel

that i was sat behind a school desk
i never expected those days to last
and i was glad to leave
and see them become my past
but, growing up does seem to have happened fast
i can hardly believe it

no one need know what –
what we are on about
could i ever –
be something like them?

remember, it is not me
who yearns to be different
it is not me –
who thinks it is great to be cool –
and lost inside my head

stephanie says
i had to guess
she was talking to me
as she came through
like psychic radio

you can climb slowly
and say a prayer tonight
you can see someone special
in your splendid flight