As a child, we played the game. Fought the war, but felt no pain. Arm to arm, we left the skin. Then said the words, remember them. . Oh, never a moments doubt.
Walked the streets at night. Head low. To cross the borderline. That only you know. Then inside your room. You'll show. The man you did not want to be.
Brown suede shoes and corduroys. Greasy hair not out of choice. Trying hard to blend in with the boys. Standing in the corner of the room. He would see her every friday night.
For those that are able. To go underground. Missiles dis-enable. They hit faster then sound. . They're coming and you have no choice. The helpless with one human voice.
You're twisting what I say,. You have me on the floor.. I have to get away,. And move towards the door.. . This is it,. Because I'm on my way.. . Tell me where you're going to now?.
This time, you know just what I'm saying. But you could never give a damn. Or so it seems. . It's a fine line with this game that you're playing. And you could always turn around.
Standing there, I've been watching you. All alone, your face says it all. Desperately I need to talk to you. Can you see me, will you answer my call?.
A perfect day. Or so I say. From where. I'm standing. This roller-coaster ride. Fate will decide. The ending. . Love everlasting. Or lost on the way. The smiles.
In the dead of the night. On the wings of the wind. I hear the ocean bell. With a flash of the light. In the beat of the dark. The sound I know so well.
Did you see the way she looked at me. She's buzzing around like a honeybee. And walking away. It kills me every time. . And did you say that you saw me smile.
You know it's not the first time you've been wrong. I wouldn't have even strung you along. If I thought that you could be. Anything but useless to me.
Before the war I had no need for traveling. Indeed, I do not know what made it so important to leave. And after all this time I found that I'm avoiding me.
It was 1989, my thoughts were short, my hair was long. Caught somewhere between a boy and man. She was seventeen and she was far from in-between. It was summertime in Northern Michigan.
Mama said, yes she said. You'll be a wise man. Mama said, she just said. You'll have a house then. . Mama heard, yes she heard. I'm moving to Japan. Mama said, she was mad.