Lonesome girl, 23, but you'll never change
Looking for, a Lonesome boy to rearrange
Lonely gir, doesn't waste, no time
Little thought, for his heart
Lovely, ageless, but with so little time
Little more, than a clue deep inside her mind
Sarah, can you take the time to heal me?
I'm 25, going on sixteen
Sarah can you take the time to see me?
Grow into the shoes I'm afraid to walk in?
Lonesome boy, 25, and out of his mind
Looking for, the answers to his troubled life
Beautiful, ignorant, of all that she needs
Trying to escape the bruises worn into his knees
Sarah, can you take the time to heal me?
I'm 25, going on sixteen
Sarah can you take the time to see me?
Grow into the shoes I'm afraid to walk in?
Sarah, can you take the time, before I finally lose my mind
This door is closing, rapidly