on love and hate and misgivings
we find ourselves at at the crossroads, standing
looking at couples everywhere,
i'll feel pangs of sadness, envy and affection
of a particular girl i'm seeing double
and its the double's partner i wanna be
but mist shrouds the person dear,
i guess i should just step clear
feeling aches all over my back
in my heart and in my head
james and maroon croon over my tracks
and here i am staring at the desolate stacks
in change i resist
to change i changed slow,
and change was what happened to you
and wonders me my mistakes
thinking about it day and night
and as time went by, fixation was from object to person
and for person i did fall
but my like was like unlikely
claxons wail, bells will sound
and now i set up alarms here and now
nigh a woman will get me high
nigh a female to let me fly
freedom as was freedom rung
i rid myself of comrades and hearts.
i would really really appreciate eye.