Sitting near a spinning mill
Thinking thoughts he can't erase
And yet how he wonders still
They disappear without a trace
Thinking of all that everyone said
When they were in his car
He can't seem to clear his head
Of thoughts of his shining star
Strange thoughts running through my mind
Of how I really feel
The answers to questions I cannot find
Of whether or not they're real
Listening to songs I have never heard
While my boyfriend's in the shower
Wishing I could fly like a bird
While the minutes pass the hour