I'm a chap who loves to write songs and records them. I'm nowhere near as prolific as I could be, mainly due to finding it hard to motivate myself sometimes.
It came so close, you could almost feel its breath on you
So what did you do? You turned and ran away at the last moment
Well I feel like crying now
Well I feel like dying now
It paced the room, yet it never took its eyes off you
You stood and stared, then turned and ran away at the last moment
Well I feel like crying now
Well I feel like dying now
It spoke to you in words that you had never heard before that day
It looked your way. It hoped you'd understand what it had to say
You touched its head. Its upturned eyes turned soft from cold black lead
Well you won't forget the pleading words that with streaming eyes it said
Well I feel like crying now
Well I feel like dying now
