Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Crumbling roses greet me hello.
The answer is yes, but I'll keep saying no.

The water beads on undried dishes.
My heart is filled with silly wishes.

And I'll keep on telling myself I'm not alone.
Yeah, I'll keep on telling myself I'm not alone.
I'll keep on telling myself I'm not alone.
Yes, I'll keep on telling myself I'm not alone.

Lathering water runs down the drain.
Circling, circling, it drives me insane.

A fragile package says handle with care.
I'm marked with weakness; it doesn't seem fair.

'Cause when I'm happy I don't feel this way.
When I'm happy I don't think this way.
When I'm happy I don't sing this way.

Don't have to keep on telling myself I'm not alone.
But I keep on telling myself I'm not alone.
I'll keep telling myself I'm not alone.
Yes, I'll keep on telling myself I'm not alone.

Frozen

Icicles form on the tips of my fingers.
Heat clouds my eyes, while cold air lingers.
Frozen in this fire, it's freezer burn.
Lower or higher, it's hard to discern.