When Feelings Are Unreturned

3/2/04

It looks like I found too much in your eyes.
   I danced to a happy tune, then I found I missed a beat.
   Broken, in time for the thirteenth hour
   I looked around, but where can I find you?
   You can always find me there, Time After Time, along with the Dust in the Wind.

   Belated, casual sorries.
   Wishful thinking, repetitive hurts.
   What can I say, what else can I do?
    Looks like I never get you.