this storm is outside of me 
raging like wildfire
i feel so cold
your words go through me
like you're not there

i sit in my room
the radio is blasting
it's so quiet
and nothing can touch me
no one can touch me

i'm all alone

why can't you see me
inside my head
but i guess you can't see 
cuz you're already dead

i sit and dream

the dawn streams in
but nothing changes
i lay here numb

and i know you're
out there 
looking for me

you must be 
because i'm in here

waiting for you

            by Adam Love © 2006