someone someone my hair was long shining you said you can't believe how could walk our that door or walk along the streets you told me i should you know do some bing bang curly wurly afro thing i took your word did looked in my mirror who's that freak why does the world deceive why do i make believe took my heel made achilles out of me still so i won't wanna be someone who's answer to me someone who sees like a child give like a saint feel like an angel never mind the broken wings and speak like a picture cry like the rain shine like the star as long as the fire remains the vase beside my bed it's empty a most dead it's for all the flowers i'm gonna give you he said and now it's collecting qust instead sees like a child
