That dripping faucet is killing me but i can’t move
Im still asleep and thinking of those dreamy hollow nights
Who were they to say what was wrong or right?
We knew we had something then. What its like to be young
What its like to have something so strong
Go ahead and ask me how long I can keep this up Oh yeah, I though forever. Divine was I inside and out
Imagination and creative wealth
But all the time a stranger to myself
What its like to be young
What its like to have somethign so strong
So inoccent, so confident, a sugar-coated
Essence kissed by a grain of salt
Regression to ignorance sounds
Like bliss to me but Im looking back
This time I’ll find my own
I’ve played this tune so many times i know
I’ll find my way back home
Divine am I inside and out
But all the time just a stranger to myself