I feel disconnected like I don't know where I am   Things will be OK they say, but they don't understand   The wait of every word that must mean everything   Don't mean anything, put me down again   I think and think ‘til I feel fried and hope it goes away   They don't listen unless it's special secrets first to say   No one knows, no one cares and no one knows the way   Unless of course you fall in love and everything is gray   Everything is gray   I want something, something very true   Something worth my while, something special to do   Every word, people push for love   People push and shove, people far above   You are my dream love   Peoples’ narrow stories killing love