you write your name, it’s not your letter.
you write your name with (that white feather)
and it wont come off
innocence is control
you’ve been waiting for something better
you’ve been waiting since last semtember
but it wont turn off
fears you han’t told and the math was
expectations they getting bluer
and love wont forget
nobody will doubt at last weve be forgiven
at last it’s not a rumor…
slowly
you turn your head
and I still recall yourself
I wait but our live have got no future
and slowly you turn away
put it all on hold
what you lack you gain in patience
and the nights they feel like ages
and we all forget
innocent no more
you’re still waiting for someone better
you’re still wating for this summer.
for the lights we (burn)
it’s not what we have been told we’re not alone we’re not togehter I read your
name I read your letter and we all forget