She wore her hair like a rock?n?roll star

with that «wounded bird»-look in her eyes

just another femme fatale on the prowl

the perfect jaded grin

vacant eyes with the promise of sin

I remember thinking «she?ll go far-

she?ll be a star»



I looked that way but turned around

been down that road before

the hook is baited and the trap is set

waiting for someone greener

greener...



all of 26

omnipotent with nervous ticks

the etheral cynic

with too much to defend

I don?t want to play that game

however different,it?s always the same

how could it mean anything

if I force it ,tear it,numb with greed?



I looked that way but turned around

been down that road before

so I?ll head for the ditch instead

and bide my time

waiting for someone

Greener-and stop wasting time with what could have been

Greener-and just keep searchin? for the places I?ve never seen

Greener-if I could have my shot anew,Iwould paint it

Greener-and not so hollow ,dull and blue.

Greener