(Out of Sight,
Out of Mind,
Out of Time,
To Decide,
Do we run, Should we hide,
For the rest, of my life of my life) X2
Dear anne my number one fan
I write with the life of the lamp on my night stand
With a pen in my right hand and that's also my mic hand
Codeine in the sprite can ink on my white pad
I'm thinking of life and wrong and right and
Sometimes I'm right and sometimes I might
I cannot find the light still my rhymes are bright
So I continue my plan and I'm shore like white sand
That there will be price paid before my flight landed
But still I want to see more than my sight can