Tuesday, November 18, 2008

~love for a child~




There's a picture on my kitchen wallLooks like Jesus and his friends involved



There's a party getting started in the yard



There's a couple getting steamy in the car parked in the drive



Was I too young to see this with my eyes?






And by the pool that night, apparently



The chemicals weren't mixed properly



You hit your head and then forgot your name



And you woke up at the bottom by the drain



And now your altitude and your memory's a shame






So, what about taking this empty cup and filling it up



With a little bit more of innocence



I haven't had enough, it's probably because when you're young



It's okay to be easily ignored



I like to believe it was all about love for a child






And when the house was left in shambles



Who was there to handle all the broken bits of glass



Was it mom who put my dad out on his ass or the other way around



Well I'm far too old to care about that now






So, what about taking this empty cup and filling it up



With a little bit more of innocence



I haven't had enough, it's probably because when you're young



It's okay to be easily ignored



I'd like to believe it was all about love for a child






It's kinda nice to work the floor since the divorce



I've been enjoying both my Christmases and my birthday cakes



And taking drugs and making love at far too young an age



Oh but they never check to see my gradesWhat a fool



I'd be to start complaining now






What about taking this empty cup and filling it up



With a little bit more of some innocence



I haven't had enough, it's probably because when you're young



It's okay to be easily ignored



I'd love to believe it was all about love for a childIt was all about love...

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