What makes a bird Crow and not sing
What makes the strong boy scream!
How can the moon shine the love of a sunrise
How can the simplest smile bring ultimate demise
I wonder the ideas of a stranger
I wonder their stories of love and danger
I want to know what drives a man to kill
I want to know how great real love can feel
Does each moment of despair cumulate to utter depression
Does the thought of what I cant have become too much to mention
Why must every moment lost be unclaimable
Why must every wild heart be untamable
I don’t understand what you don’t see
I don’t understand me.