I'm not around that much



Running exhausted and lost



If it could be undone



Will it have costed?



It's taught and lost







Blowing away we stray, wilted



insulted, at fault



What if the day had stayed in bed



These baubles we've brought



At fault







After the bliss has long ended



This caution this fault



Give me a breeze that's long winded



Accosted adult arrested