suffo

Seeing something new for the first time, is a beautiful thing to see,
and that childish joy, is something that keeps on escaping me,
I don't need a lot of answers, my brain is wearing thin,
I want a wave to pick me up, and crush my heart again,
running, flying, riding,
are things that I do well,
but I ain't found magic gardens,
and I feel under a spell,
well I once walked in the rain,
and somebody came for me,
from where I left her in the car,
in search of being free,
suffo- suffocated, it's so very good to breath,
if you help me taste the air, maybe I won't have to leave.