Music to Walk Home By

But that’s only when I think of you, think of you, think of you
Some vision that I hold on to
You know it’s everything I do

You know it’s everything I do

Can almost stand competing with the others
Can almost hear the fun that I should be having
Instead of all this dreaming

But it’s only when I think of you, think of you, think of you
The mover I could turn into
There must be something I can do
There must be something I can do

I just don’t now how to feel right
A beautiful girl is wasting my life
I’m playing a part as somebody else
While trying so hard to be myself
I just need to hear somebody say
That this will all make sense one day
I guess I’m alright
But they’re all doin’ so well
What I would of give to be under that spell

You’ll know soon

In so many ways I’m somebody else
I’m trying so hard to be myself
I just need to hear somebody say
That this will all make sense one day

Well it’s getting late
I’d better go
I made it this far
As far as I know