I sit in my room all dim and warm,
And think about the way we all transform.
I wonder at things that I'll never know,
Like how many snowflakes constitutes snow,
Why does my father talk at the TV?
How long will it take for us all to agree?
Why can't they see things like this never last?
Why can't they look back into their own past?
Why are we given a second chance?
How come boys never ask us to dance?
Why are we afraid to trust our own eyes?
Why do people feel safe behind a guise?
Why do we look down on those who want change?
Are we simply afraid of someplace strange?
Why am I so enamored with the stars?
Isn't it strange that we move around in cars?
Why do we underestimate our capabilities?
Why do we feel like life is a bunch of responsibilities?
Why is there gray where there should be black and white?
Why are we afraid to stand alone in the light?
So many things I ponder,
All the time my mind, it wanders.
In my head there's such a riot,
And you wonder why I'm quiet?