When the toil of the hours is Like a field filled with flowers You're far away Cause you only want to be needed At the sink with a soft shine And your mind is a headline You're far away And you dream the day without eating Patience is a virtue, too much pacing Only hurts you You're tucked away When you need to set out and meet it And the fright of the friction And the soul's indecision Keeps you at bay Cause you only want to be needed Sixteen and what have you found out Sweetly and a little bit stoned out Why do you give and not receive? I am a little bit freaked out Why give but never go seek out? Why do you hide behind the scenes? Fortune and a little less promise Ripped jeans and a little red sundress What sings when you're too weak to speak? Falsely but a little bit sweetly My teeth are falling out freely My head is not where I will sleep Why do you hide behind the scenes? Why do you give and not receive? When the feel of a flower Keeps you home for an hour Throw it away There's a garden there to be deep in And when you stand At attention Feeling strong, without tension It's far away But it's never there when you need it And the fright at the friction And the soul's indecision Keeps you at bay Cause you want someone to come free it