I walk in the sun and feel so alive,
But I’m walking alone and feel so dead.
No one to talk to, to share the sun,
So why even move, should have stayed in bed.
I want to let go, let them all know,
That no one really knows who I am.
There’s only one problem with this plan,
I don’t know me, so I doubt they can.
I turn up the sound, turn it up loud,
Maybe that will drown out all my woes.
I hear my best friends, they’re all in bands,
I’ll never meet them, that’s how it goes.