Barefoot children
You can't choose your own powers
You can't choose your weaknesses either.
I'm just referencing what I've never read
From those holy scripts.
Some girls fall in love
And some see the wrong in the right.
Some days, I wish I could disappear
Not to die, just to leave for a while.
Lingering in the corner of every room
As if each person bears a piece of me.
The art that I see knocks my socks off
I am left barefoot in the grass...
You can't choose your weaknesses either.
I'm just referencing what I've never read
From those holy scripts.
Some girls fall in love
And some see the wrong in the right.
Some days, I wish I could disappear
Not to die, just to leave for a while.
Lingering in the corner of every room
As if each person bears a piece of me.
The art that I see knocks my socks off
I am left barefoot in the grass...