© 2011 Mark Cote
inside myself
when the laughter and the clatter are missing just one more
does it matter anymore
as I walk along the shore
I feel so small
as it wraps around me
inside myself
where faces never change and never run away
or never die away
have a bad word to say
you look my way
you see right through me
(chorus) when you look around
for that smile I used to smile
and all you see are fences
it's not because of you
it's the world I knew
that clouded up my mind
and blinded all my senses
inside myself
just a short road down but such a long climb out
from a world without
footsteps of doubt
who do you trust
and who will love me
(chorus)
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