I got caught in your look and could never let go. I've been working hard, to forget about everyone. The summer of one, the summer of one. Surrounded by pairs of two and sometimes three, don't want to be any other them. Just want to be alone, to grab the last days of childhood freedom. Gonna buy me some rollerblades to fly away in. Need to figure things out in my head. I stay silent for days. Letting my hair grow so I can later cover my face. I think I just need to lay down next to someone and hug them. No sounds just an embrace.