so frustrated
over the littlest things
little remarks
set ablaze my heart
nothing is white
nothing is pure
nothing is me

so frustrated
in waiting for you
you've gone away too long
it's long enough
nothing is white
nothing is pure
nothing is you

so frustrated
standing down below
you've risen so high up
take me up to fly
nothing is white
nothing is pure
nothing is us
anymore

© copyright, 1997

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