You told me 'Seize the day'
And then I really thought you cared
And I tried to face my fears
But then I just got really scared
And even the fluffiest of silver clouds
Are made of freezing wetness
And you tell me life's a bitch
But I don't think you really get this,
And I wish that I'd not let you in anymore,
And I wish that I'd have been a bit fussier about the kind of people I let through the door
If I'd hesitated, I might have been fated
To live my own life without you.
I never really meant to
The little things that made me me
I never thought I'd have to
Quantify them day by day
I never really felt the need
To take my two or three
Nuroses then talk openly
About them and then brutally
Dissect them on a tray
And I'm glad that you're not
Telling me what to do
And I wish that I'd not spent the time
Illuminating up the past with little tales of who has
Nurtured me naturally from the womb
Through my new, my own life, without you.
Oh you told me 'Seize the day'
And then I really thought you cared
And I tried to face my fears
But then I just got really scared
And even the fluffiest of silver clouds
Are made of freezing wetness
And you tell me life's a bitch
But I don't think you really get this,
And I wish that I'd not let you in anymore,
And I wish that I'd have been a bit fussier about the kind of people I let through the door
If I'd hesitated, I might have been fated
To live my own life without you.