Sixty-Eight - Tuesday

I really think it’s bad that it has to be like this

Even if we were just friends, friends don’t act like this

I wanted to give you everything

But you wouldn’t give me a chance

You know, nothing to do, isn’t nothing to do

When I’m with you

There’s a full-moon in this train-town tonight

And I’m thinking of you lost love

Am I just a boy lovesick?

I can’t get over this sickness

Nothing to do, isn’t nothing to do

When I’m with you

And already I miss you