A Boy With Roses

As Lonely As Freedom

Think of a theme, a word, a title
Midnight, when I saw your smile
Like a bird flying against the wind
Like another night I can\'t quite recall
Think of a theme, a word, a title 
As hard as a pearl in your mouth 
I watch the night 
Coruscating in soft sands 
Ribbons of moonlight diffuse
Like smoke dancing in my eyes 
As lonely as freedom
When you can never admit that you\'re wrong
And summer feels like a stranger 
I leap into a cityscape
I wander down every trail
As shadows appear and disappear
Through steel blue horizons 
I\'ve got nothing left to fear
When you\'re here with me
And there\'s nothing left to grieve
But our changing minds 
Yesterday was the time of our lives
But I never left it behind.