Been listening to Jason Mraz a lot lately. I dont know how I feel. If I did, i'd tell you. My mind plays tricks on me. Far too many times have I caught myself believing in things that never existed, so now it takes a freight train just to get my attention. Maybe I am hallucinating, or maybe my years of lonely dismay has started to play tricks on me. Gimme a break, I cant see through steel. "Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me Oh, things are gonna happen naturally Oh, and taking your advice and I'm looking on the bright side And balancing the whole thing Oh, But it often times those words get tangled up in lines And the bright light turns to night Oh, Until the dawn it brings Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me" Without Wax -JBN