Coming of Age

I can't even start and I think I know why and I want it one day

You whisper in the dark, a picture of time with nothing to say

You put in time just to see that all things dead and gone...

I think you might turn me away

Would you still run at the sight of day?

And do you still feel that you've thrown it away?

And would you still lie if I ever told you?

And would you still say "it's the coming of age"?

You can't even talk and you're thinking two times "I've got to run"

A victim of time, a last dance night, and seconds done

I don't even want to begin this time just to throw it away

I think I might turn you away

Would you still run at the sight of day?

And do you still feel that you've thrown it away?

And would you still lie if I ever told you?

And would you still say "it's the coming of age"?

I lost my heart while skipping stones

I can see it now, the ways it has to go

I lost my heart while skipping stones

I can see it now, the ways it has to go

I can't even walk and I'm thinking three times "I want to stay."

To put it in words, to feel this time with nothing to say

I can't even start to think my life is going to change

I wanted to know, you wanted to feel, but everything is just too deep

The death of me…

Would you still run at the sight of day?

And do you still feel that you've thrown it away?

And would you still lie if I ever told you?

And would you still say "it's the coming of age"?

I lost my heart while skipping stones

I can see it now, the ways it has to go

If I run to you like I always do time and time again

Then my heart... this is a means to an end