It's so cold, when sadness burns.
Ignorant teachers never learns.
How to show affection, or to start again
They give lessons in concealing pain.
Life was light, but Jack couldn't fly, she wasn't content just getting by
When she started to grow, she started to glow.
And graced by life, they had but one way to go.
She was a dancer in her own mind
But acknowledge she could never find.
To need attention is to quietly starve, love is air, inside the family jar.
Passion burns, love cools the wound.
He needn't worry, he was dry in her room.
A needy woman, and a needy man.
The kick from her stomach steadied his hand.
He was a hero in his own mind, but acknowledge, he could never find.
To need fulfillment is to quietly starve, love is air, inside the family jar.
