RUNNING around in MAZES, following your FOOTSTEPS
"it's a lost cause" they'll shake their heads and remark
WRITING on PAPER because i've got EVERYTHING else
"it's such a tragedy" they'll put their arms around my shoulders and say
wishing you would UNDERSTAND because there's just ANOTHER way
"don't the flowers look so pretty?" they'll pose for the picture and comment
wondering if you'll CATCH me when i FLY
"i think we should go" they'll gesture towards the closed door and whisper