In A Haze

(d. sahanaja - b.kassan)

She never tells him what she wants or what she needs

It seems to him the time is lost. it's so hard to believe

He thought they had a real good time - or so she said

But now he knows their passion played a tape inside her head

Things they would say

Moments aflame -

And now it's over

Another day on his own

And now it's just a haze of memory and

He's alone

And how the time has passed him by inside his room

A chord is struck, a melody comes floating from him soon

And now he's found the simple pleasure inside his head

A memory lost on paper in a box under the bed

Moments aflame -

Nowhere the game -

And now it's over

Another day on his own

And now it's just a haze of memory and

He's alone

The kind of pain

He must outgrow

For what it's worth now

A memory and he's alone

He's alone

He's alone

He's alone