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Life has a lesson. I'm sure of it now. I'm sure that I haven't learned it. I know that I don't know how. These eyes are cryin', for the lack of tears. I have a knack for fear, and it gets me a bit less than realized, and a big way for saying that I don't know. I don't know. Life has a lesson, and it breaks my back on some days, and it leaves my mouth wide open to crave every drop of rain that the sky would bless on this Summer's day. I'd turn, I'd turn until everything fades to the same green. I'd kiss you, and I'd know why. Not for a habitual want, but for a real drive in my life. Here it is, almost my birthday again. You can take each candle and divide them among my friends that I've lost for being whoever it is that I am. "You are the nicest guy. Your smile as sweet as a sugary pie. And your heart is so warm. But my road can't take the way that you travel..." So my arms are empty and my head is filled with I don't know. I don't know. And I don't know how. (Now I don't kiss you.) And I don't know how (to show affection). And I don't know how (not to be misleading). And I don't know how. (Now I don't kiss you.) And I don't know how (to show affection). And I don't know. I sit alone. I sit alone. I sit alone. I sit alone. I sit alone. I sit alone. Aus Songtexte Mania