I can't seem to write anything
Today I want some green
But I can't have it
My way until The end of day
I need some kind of outlet
Please show me
Why I am here
I'm not all there
And I know just why
You can lead a horse to water
But you can't make him drink
You haven't changed a bit!
Woah!
I can't seem to find the words to say
I don't want it any other way
And I don't know where to run from here
I need some kind of outlet
Please show me
Why I am here
And I'm not right there
And you know just why
You can lead a horse to water
But you can't make him drink
You haven't changed a bit!
Woah Why?
Woah Why?
Woah
Ah
Woah
Why?
She's on a Journey
Beyond The Great Beyond
Past The Pointed Trees
And all across The Thick Fog
She ended it
Like The End of The World
She could not take The Shit
From all The Other Girls
Woah!
Woah!
Woah! Woah!
Woah! Why?
For a purpose
We switch the point of view
What is it you'd do
If this happened to you?
How would you feel
If you're not of appeal
And they treat you like an eel
And your feelings they steal?
Woah!
Woah!
Woah! Woah!
Woah! Why?