I Stand Here, Frozen, In A Moving Crowd, Thinking..
My Feet Refuse To Move, I'm Stuck Until I'm Free To Walk
People Stare As If I'm Some Sort Of Crazy
I Can't Help But Drop To My Knees, Crying
Drowning In My Tears And Torture, I Think I'm Lost
As I Kneel, Crying, A Woman Approaches Me, "Are You Okay?"
I Reply "I'm Fine", She Runs Off To Catch Her Train
If I Said I Was Upset Would She Of Stayed? I'm Just A Lost Child.