I , spent it all, on the bag, on the drag

the sun comes up,

the tide rolls out,

the trucks roll by the park,

still a park

where children play, and pick up stones,

any thing to make them feel less alone

he's alone, his mind is his own town,

where his thoughts roam agroud

they go all over and DOWN

I spent it all, on the bag, on the drag

the sun comes down,

the tide rolls back,

we crawl our way back to the house we call home

he mind is his own house , he says- You are my everyone,

you are my anyone, you are my everyrtime, you are my anytime,

you are my anywhere, you are my everywhere