Watered down emotions. Don't cater well to the dissident heart. And staring
glances. Only make a heart wander. I think I'll throw these emotions to the
wind. And let them scatter, just let them scatter. The good guy never wins.
Don't you see it's not me in your arms. So don't try and tell me differently.
I'm not impartial to a sacrificed romance. Based on feeling blowing in the
breeze. I'll reject the moon and the night altogether. Listen to the music, just
try to understand the afternoon. Maybe I'll just sit here for forever until I die.
And maybe the night will never come.