Datassette...

In a place nothing seems to show, the feelings may seem to come and go and everything's so strange. Do people never change? Am I only, only one of you? Emotions are never truly known, they talk though what I show, its easy to let you glow but what's left to come shouldn't be torn and thrown. You have turned into my song and everything feels, no longer wrong, there's so much more to see and what's past is surely meant to be.