What do you do? What do you do when people invade your world? Who do you call when you need to cry? Who do you? When some strange alien from another world climbs and crawls all over your heart and mind, what would you do? How long would you wait? Would you crack upon the one’s you love? How long would you wait? Even if you’re not along, why do you feel such? When you’re trapped against the black wall of pain, ho do you pass the time? The pain? Of all the things you need, what would you long for most? Do you feel the moon caressing dow your spine? Is it a dark night, yea yea yeah! Do you want to be left alone? Have that door slammed? Have you even been put down? Laughing when you cry? What do you do when they don’t want you? Do you run away like a crazy man chasing a cat? What do you do? Do you feel like the last star dimly shinin’ in the sky? Do you? The clouds are upon you, what do you do? Would you walk straight into the rain and wait for the storm? Or would you stay and wait for the morn?
