Your Book

What do you see Trying to read your mind You’re getting your hopes up boy It seems hard for me Thin poetry And thick philosophy You don’t choose anything just weighing it up I’m tired of it Losing my love Muttering to us Your eyes are moving so fast That hurts my heart You got too many stories Open and show us I’ll read all of your things You forget all about it We’re gonna try You forget all about it We’re gonna try You forget all about it We’re gonna try We’re gonna try We’re gonna try You forget all about it We’re gonna try