I keep the nighlite on
because my parents are gone.
i Think I`m gonna cry,
because I don`t know why.
I make alot of noise
when I play with my toys.
I better try to settle down.
That`s what they always tellin me.
Something about this child is coming undone..
I bounce off the walls.
And then I sit in the halls.
It`s looking pretty bleak
Let`s go and play some hide and seek.
Look`s like we got a kid who`s a step behind.
Gonna miss that kid.
Gonna miss that kid.
(another friend is gone)
I talk kind of fast
(I swear I didn't mean it...)
I better go to my room.
before they lower the boom.
I hear the sounds of
dreams breaking down
and it`s getting late
I hope this nightmare`s winding up soon.
Gonna miss that kid...