Dozer

Where have you run off to? Your timing is awfully convenient We used to laugh, laugh it off Your guard grows way up taller When you ask for help You're trapped in social currents It's bad for your health Your guard comes crashing harder But you asked for this Am I speaking too much of my mind? You ask for your space You ask for the faceless Feel blessed with a name Blessed to be, blessed to be, blessed to be nameless Blessed to be nameless Where have you run off to? Your timing is awfully convenient You've always been my eyesight I'm going blind as I try To pull you back in To carry your head