Intro: It was just a cold day, no day for laying in the field It was just one star, far too far that made him turn away Bland boy, no toy to a man like yourself He was just no one, someone who needed something else Time left room (for) for me to reconsider What had been winter and where the grass did grow Time left room (for) for me to reconsider, who and what I knew And where that boy did go First kiss: neither hit nor miss; it blurs from the quickness it keeps First love: too much at once for that troubled boy to take Blue lake, for sanity's sake he swam and dove too deep Grey skies, green eyes - they change with the growing grass Loss of what is so precious Confused with the scenery A face with no name, a place without space It's useless, boy don't you see No chance, no turning back, that lake is but a stream One wish, one day for that kiss to return to those wanting lips