Yellow Light

Yellow light of the lamp on your desk

Shines on your face while you write

Your thoughts

Dropping on paper while you get high

I'm watching you behind

Your hair

Is on your eyes

You're too busy to get them out of your sight

You're lost

In a city full of lights

In a circus as a clown

In a cave with moonlight

You're lost while you write

Words

The ones that found you

The only things that can touch you

Pulling you out of that cave

You're so drunk or just lame

Let me come to you

Go into your thoughts

I know there is a beautiful house

In those beautiful hazel eyes

I'm watching you behind

You're lost

You're lost

You're lost while you write.