When I saw you, you looked so surprised
And the oceans flowed through your blue-grey eyes
And I stood and gazed
Through hot summer days
So tell me
How...
Old yellow bricks
Love's a risk
Quite the little escapologist
Looked so miffed
When you wished
For a thousand places better than this
You are the fugi...
This is a story of a man on the edge
Who all but lost his way until one day he discovered in his palms
A rocket launcher!
Enjoy this tale of a persona...
Day after day
Alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool...