What My Life Could Have Been

<p>Kissed out the summer standing straight and tall Yes, the grand start I'm shooting for is new You said "shooting for the moon" I know, I know</p><p>Oh, can't you see what my life could have been?</p><p>Now bow your head to these perished old times Vicious little creepy love in my hands Now that you've mentioned, yes, I'm a fool Boy, a sudden rush of grace intact In the back of my mind yes, I know You gotta figure out a way of letting go Oh, fairy boy come and trash ideals, ideals</p><p>Oh, can't you see what my life could have been?</p>