Every time I think I want tot tell you something you just turn around

My days feel like a movie I’m the audience staring at the screen, sitting in the dark

From afar a voice is saying ‘now you’ve got it just keep going and don’t turn around’

Turn around

A world is hapenning right throug the wundow maybe i should call it by name

Leave the screen and head outside, feel the light, would it all still be the same?

Doesn’t matter what she said, it’ll turn it’l turn it’ll turn

Please, Just stop messing with my head

Every time I think I want to tel you something you just turn around

My feet are walking for me wind blows in my ears, as I stand, staring at the dark

Maybe I should wake up early and go see her like I promised, maybe today

Please, just stop messing with my head