haunting melody sweeping past
nothing to be tortured by any longer
nothing to miss,
so much left to gain.
wanted to show you
how wrong
but none of it mattering
you're close as could be
i see you as you always
are
good luck, good luck
it's a world like no other
how is it you can
sound so humbled,
and be so condescending?
i'll never know,
oh will i never.
i'd see you on the street
and not know you at all