by Juliana Hatfield
You drive around aimlessly
Don't know what you hope to see
You know it's stupid
I see you when I pass you by
I'm afraid to meet your eye
I know it's stupid
You have a voice, you have a phone
But you're usually alone
You know it's stupid
I have a body and a brain
But I turn them off again, again
I know it's stupid
There's nothing to do
It's so hard to talk to you
And people never do what they want to
I don't know what, and I don't know where
But I know it's out there
It must be out there somewhere
I'm gonna leave this place
Gonna leave this life of waste
Gonna put on a new face
Where was I before?
I'm not there anymore
Went away and tried to come back
Maybe I shouldn't have done that
There's nothing to do
It's so hard to talk to you
And people never do what they want to
I don't know what, and I don't know where
There's nothing out there
It's not out there anywhere
I'm gonna leave this town
Gonna leave it like I found it
Gonna turn myself around
Friday, January 22, 2010
Out There
Labels: carpe diem, change, frustration
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