dreams in bags that float out to sea
full of colors that don't mix
silence I attack, I never hear you enter
there's no month of June
we don't smile or laugh together
I always hide my bad mood

look at me and tell me what you see
look at you and tell me if we go
together like A and B
you and I, always you and I
never you and I
fit in the same place and time

my eyes are tired of tears
give me a hug, give me a kiss
we both try and escape
the love that turns to venom
each scene is supervised
every gesture calculated

look at me, look at the sky
see the butterfly fly
no one will hear us march
we know we must
never you and I
fit in the same place and time