Used to be half a boy stretching thin arms to the sky
heed no words ,sprint through lush leaves
mocked they i 'm an odd bird
know not where to hide away let their words rip me away
known it's hard to grow with you normal people didn't see
what's inside girls look so meek
deep in mind dwells a boy and you whisper on my ear
lift me soar high,bowl the words
muse a while , far afield in the withered glades of gold
out of their hold
used to be half a boy stretching thin arms to the sky
heed no words sprint through the dusk
said they i'm an odd ball and you whisper in my ear
then i soar high in the air
muse a while , far afield in the withered glades of gold
out of their hold
o one's here to follow me, while the east lurking the Moon
hills are all in violet tinge
o one's here to follow you while the west the Sun burns itself
silhouettes are deep greenish tinge
used to be half a boy....