Used to be half a boy stretching thin arms to the sky   heed no words ,sprint through lush leaves   mocked they i 'm an odd bird   know not where to hide away let their words rip me away      known it's hard to grow with you normal people didn't see   what's inside girls look so meek   deep in mind dwells a boy and you whisper on my ear   lift me soar high,bowl the words      muse a while , far afield in the withered glades of gold   out of their hold      used to be half a boy stretching thin arms to the sky   heed no words sprint through the dusk   said they i'm an odd ball and you whisper in my ear   then i soar high in the air      muse a while , far afield in the withered glades of gold   out of their hold      no one's here to follow me, while the east lurking the Moon   hills are all in violet tinge   no one's here to follow you while the west the Sun burns itself   silhouettes are deep greenish tinge      used to be half a boy....