Lately I've Begun To Fade

Around The Edges I Can See The Change In Shade

But I Feel Safe Under A Tree

I Can't Just Go Out There And Play



Now Are The Years

When I Should Strike Out On My Own

I'm Full Of Anger But I'm Scared To Be Alone

This Isn't Poetry It's Life

And I Can't Learn To Be Alone



Four Winters All Wrapped Up In You

Three's A Crowd But I Can Force It Back To Two

Numb Lover, One Lover, I've Left It Up To You

But I'll Come Runnin, Always Runnin Back To You



These Are The Years

When I Should Strike Out On My Own

Friends Fear And Apathy Are Blanketing Me

This Isn't Poetry It's Life

Don't Want To Learn To Be Alone