Grounded

Black was the color
That dyed my toes
Driven by a light sleep
Thoughts that come and go

Sitting in the green
Was my stalker fiend
There he was
There he was

The afternoons that would be blue
Nights that would be brighten
Tired feet and tired throat
Finally came to rest

Sitting in the green
Was my stalker fiend
There he was
There he was

I never knew what I was to know
To you
Doesn't matter what we did
We still act like little kids

I never knew what I was to know
To you

Lying in the green
Was my stalker fiend
There he was
There he was

Doesn't matter what we did
We still act like little kids
I never knew what I was to know
To you

Doesn't matter what we did
We still act like little kids
I never knew what I was to know
To you

Doesn't matter what we did
We still act like little kids
I never knew what I was to know
To you

Doesn't matter what we did
We still act like little kids
I never knew what I was to know
To you