I remember when I was your age. A little boy who dreamed of growing up. Don’t worry, child. That day is
I look at you, and I feel fine. You are the face
The rain man painted a picture, but the picture he created was
I don’t like the waves, that crash down over me.
If you leave, don’t come back to me. Don’t come back to me,
At the end of every dark tunnel, there is a brick wall
I don’t have a life, so I might as well get high. Cats never love
The dog doesn’t want to be in love with the cherry.
I perish in the sand, as the ball rolls away. I have nothing in my hand, and nothing in my mouth. It’s a dark cloud,
Right now, we are a very dim star, but before too long our
He’s an imaginary man, who lives inside of my dreams. He smokes grass in
I would wrap my loving arms around you and hold you through the night.
Look with your hands, at the things you dream. Don’t wake up, or
I’m a disabled mush room, who is mentally handicap, and can’t think
I have a puppet for all the clowns who make me laugh.