Inside ~ Patti Rothberg
I haven't done a thing today
I'm just sitting around wasting time away
And even if I wanted to
I can go outside there ain't nothing to do
I think I'll write a letter home
Telling everybody that I'm happy alone
And maybe if I pay the role
I can roll myself into a big black hole
I can roll myself on down the line
Telling everybody that I'm just fine
My troubled mind I can't confine
That we are all the same inside
I've been thinking about my friends
Saying they'll be with be to the bitter end
I don't know how I get that far
When I don't even know who the hell they are
I can roll myself on down the line
Telling everybody that I'm just fine
My troubled mind I can't confine
That we are all the same inside
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