The Ideals

I don’t know what you’ve meant to me It’s sad to see the road that’s over And I know I will be no good Enough of you, enough of you Saving nerves for empty eyes It might be seen and enough to step for Tired of never being involved I know it’s on, I know it’s wrong I’m leaving tissue of ice overflowing Analyzing the frown of the crowd Teasing issues, I meant you to come on You wish me would be playing I wish you to leave me alone This is a long road of falling I know I am appalling Frustrating and somewhere alone You are not leaving, not rising Go back to cathedral That’s everything you should have known