Telepathic Butterflies Narcissus
How does it feel to be alone, without you by my sideI
can't explain it's strange, though it's funny all the
same
And where were you when I was high, out somewhere
counting flies
And passing by the time, while the sun won't shine
And the skies aren't in my head
How does it feel to be inside, yourself and no one else
I can't explain it's strange, though it's funny all the
same
And where were you when I was down, and somewhat
short of cool
Reflective fool, an uninvited author of melancholic rule
I'll set my soapbox upon the ground
To pick you up when you feel down
Oooh Ooh's
How does it feel to be alone, without you by my side
I can't explain it's strange, though it's funny all the
same
And where were you when I was down, and somewhat
short of cool
Reflective fool, an uninvited author of melancholic rule
