I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
