The sun has set, and the city is alight;
As usual, I'm alone...smoking a cigar.
Your name is all I think about tonight,
And all of those chats we've shared so far.
I care, you know...I really want to help,
But lately, I feel that I cannot get through;
The closer I come, the louder you yelp,
And slowly, I realize what seems to be true:
Perhaps, I was arrogant and selfish to think,
"I know all the answers, I know how you feel."
But now, I realize, I'm terribly out of sync,
With all of the things that you need to heal.
I love you, my friend...with all of my heart...
...I fear the inevitable will rip me apart.
Growing up isn't about losing innocence - it's about learning how to keep it in a cold and unforgiving world.