When you lose someone so young, how do you start again? You can't run and hide from the world outside and you lock yourself in, wonder where to begin… - John Miles Foley

Could a feeling be so wrong?
Why I left you for so long.
Home. Though I miss you more each day
there was nothing you could say,
I had to go my way:
show them I was older now
and not some toy that they could play with.
Tell me how everything I need today is?
Lost, only traces on faces
that won't remember me now.
Yes I'm going back there somehow.
Lost where my memory waits for me.
Home is where I belong

He really does shine
for the ladies with painted faces.
He spends his time being seen
in all the right places.
You only get to know him nearly,
there can't be anyone who knows him really.
He's doing so well
and there's no one to tell you but Glamour Boy.

I was blinded. Yes, I was blinded,
and the tender touch that said so much doesn't need me now.
I was blinded, how I was blinded.
When I think about how far I've got to fall
it won't help that I was blinded by it all.