I got a bad feeling about this
I, with a summer under your thumb and a whole year on your shoulders times get though, wish, decision to make and dreams that are wanted reality become difficult to control, we are going to have to make something from nothing, I, i am timid and scared, more trembles have entered my body than ever and no hands will be holding mine, could, at least the hands i want to hold will be around the necks of others, tell, blurried visions with distant shorelines of hope and despair, you, why wont you be my light house to guide me over troubled waters with rocks and cliffs to be afraid under the crisp waters air, the truth, all i have is hope and a hope is a four letter word