I worry about love
I worry about death
I worry about what I’ll say
Dreading the night
Dreading the sun
Dreading the deep cryptic shades
I fear your eyes
I fear your touch
I fear your cold lack of respect
But I’m reaching out
But I’m seeking within
But I’m lost in a circular maze
Where’s tenderness?
Where’s fun and games?
Where’s gone all the promise of youth?
They tell me to wait
They tell me to dream
Oh, they tell me to stay in my place
You never listen
You do not see me
You expect that I’ll keep my routine
I feel your smiles
I feel your looks
I feel your judgments keenly
Yet I’m spying you too
Yet I’m not really here
Yet I know that you’ve made a mistake
For I’m better than that
For I am coming back
For I’m stronger then you’ll ever know
And I’m sharing my heart
And I’m baring my soul
And I’m travelling venturesome roads