How do you do it? Why won't you let me write?
I used to manufacture words but I have lost my plight.
I can't write about love, I can't write about how you make me feel.
No more poems of nonsense and bliss, I can't put into words whats real.
You locked up my mind - my thoughts won't flow down to my hand.
Im a message in a bottle, lost beneath the sand.
Day and night have no distinction, the sun and stars are both above
I feel backwards, upside-down...
I think I fell in love.