I met her when I was young
Eyes for so many
Growing up is my final destination
She thought, when he grows up, maybe then
She said
Why would we date,
Are we crazy
We're too much alike
Are we crazy
We'd be crazy
I took her hand and said follow me
Stepping so slow
She thought it would be blissful on clouds
It did not go as we had planned upon
She said
Why are we dating,
Are we crazy
We're too hard to hold on to
Are we crazy
We must be crazy
I took her hand and said follow me
I'm as lost as you
Stressed and also fully aware that
I know what's true, that we fit
She said
Why would we stay,
Are we crazy
We're too much
Are we crazy
We are crazy
I took her hand and said nothing
She asked if I
If I like her as much as when we first met
As my reply, no hesitation I won't of the real you
She said
Why would we play
Are we crazy
We're too little for us
Are we crazy
We must be crazy
I ask myself
Why would we trust
Something so weak as love?
Why do we lust, then hurt and cry?
A little voice in my head replies
One... It's worth the pain
To hold you
Two... It's true we grow old
I answer why
Three... You don't fake how you feel
And that's what make you real
Are we crazy
We must be crazy
We're crazy and undone
But at least we're havin fun...
by: Drew
April 11, 2004
(#40)
My heart changed after this song. Something inside me led me not to trust feelings anymore. I have become more synical now. I don't know if it's good or bad that I now do not trust my heart. I only wrote one song in the next year, and that one was only about feeling numbed by the world ("I Feel Alright").
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