counting time
looking fine
biding my time
getting scared
do not know what to wear

you be better off, you could be worse
do not know what else to do
guess it is back to being a flirt
you had better watch out,
someone else might get hurt

have you seen her –
have you ever seen donna?
have you ever held her –
have you ever –
hung out with her?

i lay down crying
feels like i am dying
i wake up only feeling
staring at the ceiling

all my life
always –
had to fight
that is the way –
it has always been

i do not feel nothing at all
i do not feel much,
except emptiness
i do feel a fool,
can you imagine something deep
it is always the same

what time –
do you want me to be there?
does it matter –
anyway?

in the churchyard
the sunset compliments the scene
i dream of this sort of beauty
but i can never seem to capture –
it in this life