i cant help it i want to run away from everything just get out of this place "Doctor doctor, what am i here for?! Cant you see that i dont need this place?? i dont need these walls!" but i cant, not with these loose ends, not without missing you winter brings hesitation, reservation, depressing days if you dont know how to play up with the white magic on the trees spring brings on new light, dreams, laughing and playing in the sun, hope... it gets rid of the depression, it kills the reservations, melts the hesitation... cant it just be 60 out with a chance of new love and not-used-to happiness? i want to be able to walk home again better yet i want to be able to walk home holding your hand... please oh god please, let me have that fairy tale love for once, at least for a little while, please please im begging you please...