Charlotte Day Wilson - Danny's Interlude

A feeling so familiar
Even though I'm with you
My mind is stuck on solitude
A neurotic soul can't get on without you
Semi-psychotic soul, what am I to do?
Mine eyes have seen the glory
My ears have heard the stories
I'd hate to be put on the shelf
I'd hate to wake and find that I'm here by myself
I thought that you were you, but you're somebody else