I was just fourteen
When I took your hand
Cherry blossom dream, I
Never understand
Desperate for affection
Longing for your touch
Love without emotion
Hidden in the woods
Waiting for the weekend
Headed for a fall
Me, a trembling insect
You, you're ten feet tall
Fate is yet to delve, us
A happy hand
I tell myself it's near, but
It never lands
Something tells you to think again
Your raging hurt the beads of sweat
The strobing images burn your head
The crucking Ravens, falling down, dead
Turnaround, Turnaround, Turnaround, Turnaround, go
Turnaround, Turnaround, Turnaround, Turnaround, just go
Get out my life, I don't want you around
I don't need the pain, or the bitching about
This lonely state, your control lands
A blackened row, don't turnaround
So where to now
I need the plan
Too many voices
My head can't stand
Something tells you to think again
Your raging hurt the beads of sweat
The strobing images burn your head
The crucking Ravens, falling down, dead
Turnaround, Turnaround, Turnaround, Turnaround, go
Turnaround, Turnaround, Turnaround, Turnaround, just go