Socratic

When i fall, i fall far
i guess that's what i get for standing tall
when i see, i see clear
i'm looking but it's blurred
one day the world will turn
and try to forget you
just remember to have fun.
i guess that makes it imperfect
i guess that makes you sad
it's too late too soon
you enter the room
and you start to undress
and after all, as we lye around
i'll go out just enough
one day the worls will turn
and try to point at you
did you remember to have fun?
i guess that makes it imperfect
i guess that makes you sad
it's too late too soon
you enter the room
and you start to undress
in time you'll see
how small you seem
can you fall in love from miles away?
away
how can you look at me?
how can you lie to me?
how can you look at me?
how can you sit beside me and
pray a life's too young?
how can you lie to me?
how can you sit besides me and
with a lying tounge?
it's too late too soon
you enter the room
and you start to undress
in time you'll see
how small you seem
can you fall in love from miles away?
away
you start, you start to undress