Another night and I can't sleep. I need to cry but I can't weep. Feeling that I've lost control. Where's my spirit, where's my very soul?. . What's the future? There's no cheer.
Berry John. Standing On The Edge. What Are We Fighting For. Outside a starlit night, inside a raging storm. Works of anger fly like so many times before.
Where do I go from here, and is it far?. Why was I born with a wish to touch a star?. Why can't I leave things alone, and as they are?. . Ooh, baby, can you take the pain,.
Floating on moonlight. With my head on your knee;. But, once again, babe. I'm thinking about me.. . And, though we're feeling close. And touching, too;.
I'm looking 'round madly. For something to find. That might give se a front. To put something, something behind.. . Just bouncing this ball. Up and down the hall.
Some people seem to walk on water. Some people just got it made. And never see themselves completely. Never think there's any other way. . But you know.