SOMETIMES
Sometimes summer comes knockin' on your door
but you don't have time to answer it.
Sometimes spring went by really fast
but it seemed you skipped summer altogether.
Do you know
what that's like?
Sometimes I wonder what makes time fly
for I know I wasn't having fun.
Sometimes I remember you're all out there
and I'm sitting here, staring.
Do you know
what that's like?
Sometimes I look at people laughing,
having fun, wishing I wasn't blue.
Wishing I wasn't jealous.
Wishing I wasn't me.
Wishing I could make you smile again,
drawing pictures of the moon.
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