A city full of people.
Yet its not so bright.
I'm so in love
but I'm not.
Maybe just in love with feeling.
In your stomach.
You know, the knot?
But sometimes thats never enough
Because when you have everything at your palm,
That you need but don't want.
That's when you know it's rough.
Back into my cycle of frights.
All those dark skies
And lonely nights.
Can't seem to make my days bright.
Not even in a city full of people,
Who try to make my days bright.