Anyone, Anyone?
Chris Carrabba
I'm not sure of anyone, anyone
But I've got plans
I'm not asking for everything
But sure I could use a hand
Get a little anxious sometimes
You'll be gonna and I'll be left behind
Get a little nervous sometimes
It'll be my turn and I'll forget my lines
Get a little lost look,
As a staring from my eyes,
Never really mastered this interest
I can't see how, the way that you
Leave me alone makes us close,
I must be out of touch