meeting a close friend
who find love in a teenage magazine
it was half a photo story
and half a dream
they wonder if it will end

it does not seem like much
just like everything
just like every being
playing in the shade

i want a chance or luck
to make it now
a sunrise would explain how
a sunrise would signal something

if i am with you
i need to learn who you are
i am such a needy person
i need to much
i need your belief yhh

pass the town centre
and wonder who is going to be found
and as you count the bricks
you can wonder
why don’t they pull the dump down

things change in a day
and suddenly looking at things
becomes a little easier
it changes everything or nothing

if you are spectacular
i just want to know why
when you run, i need to know
why you do not fly
or even begin to wonder why