I am the center of my dark little world A spark A flutter A lonely pearl Spinning my wheels I wobble and twirl Sadness is a foggy lens Like gravity It pulls me in Frail nerves Under the skin Saw a stranger In the mirror again Can you feel the fear In my voice In my tears Like a child Calling out His mother's name? Calling her name I am a star swelled red and tender Heaving and ready to burst I'm a dog in a car Panting Dying of thirst Still my good problems Are still just problems I'm always in need Of a fix It's the smallest things That bring me To the end of my wits Can you feel The fear In my voice In my tears Like a child calling out His mother's name? Calling her name