Aimless. Watching those people while their lives away... I wonder if I'm doing exactly the same...
The only difference?
I'm more sane than them. And I know this isn't right.
I wish he would talk with me through the night by the windy riverside... I wish he'd romance me again....
Instead of taking us on like "responsibility".
I don't want that... If you had to make us your responsibility, then you'll never ever appreciate us for who we are...
People who need your love and patience.
I really want to be swept off my feet again...
Without being grilled by the walking torch....