One, two, three, one, two, three

Eyes and ears open to whom I may meet
Questions and answers, smile and repeat
Tattoos form stories we all can endear
But I'd much rather hear what you love and you fear
A personal list caused by one little kiss
A tear from a loved one, a glare to a fist
All have their endings and I've had my share
It's too bad I sing to repair

Sometimes I walk just to see
Who passes me by, passes me by
Faces and places they go
Become things I write, things that I write
Sometimes I feel like a ghost
Who longs for a life, longs for a life again
But then I remember the faces
That put out my light, the faces that lied
And then I know why

An outfit that falls by the waist
A plan in it's place
My heart won it's very first race
Held, but I feel out of touch
Enough is enough
Every why needs a what
And every what needs a
Who, what, where, why is it
I sit by quiet while lives live their lows
And the highs are all blown by the wind
If you sing from within
Tears roll down your chin and you feel it again

Sometimes I walk just to see
Who passes me by, passes me by
Faces and places they go
Become things I write, things that I write
Sometimes I feel like a ghost
Who longs for a life, longs for a life again
But then I remember the faces
That put out my light, the faces that lied
And then I know why

Sometimes I walk just to see
Who passes me by, passes me by
Faces and places I've lost
All left behind, frozen in time