I like music but I can’t dance
And I can’t sing
I like lights because I am one
And I can shine
I like you but I can’t pretend
And I won’t lie
The sound of the shade is dark
To me
And I can’t sleep on that side
For long
Before I’m tired and dim
The designs of the smoke look pretty to some
The signs of the ending look pretty to some
Oh, I’m waiting for the morning
Hoping I look pretty
To youDo you see what I see?