Vacant

you may see me on the street someday
to smile take my hand.
and if I seem pretty vacant
leave me to the lost and found.
if you meet me on the cold dark nigh
you might be afraid.
I listen if you talk to me
leave me gently off the stage
welcome to my madhouse
come on in and feel it home.
there’s so much left of me in here
I never feel alone.
so welcome to my madhouse
come on in and feel it home
there’s so much left of me in here
I never feel alone.
feel all this rain drops on my face
come all the tears I’ve shared
and all the friends I ever had
they will live inside my head.
I feel the sun be stand on me
feel the wind run through my hair