Young American

Damn it
I am crying again
I am f***ing crying
Once again

It doesnt
Seem to take much
A song or a thought
tips me over

I thought
I was clear of the
Bane but well
Here again

Am I
Facing what is
The fate
Of the lover

Another round
I go in the
Eternal
Struggle of

Knowing that
Her song is
My song and
How far away

Oh too far
She speaks to me
From beyond
The grave

And I hearing
Know that I
Love her,
I love her

So as the voice
Sings I sing too
A song of longing
And a wish

Of reunion
Never to be
Seperated
Again, and

Aint there
One damn song
That can make me
Break down

And cry

Young Americans