Girl in the park one dayKilling all the bugs on the pavementSeems like she got a nasty streakBut she does it in a beautiful wayLike a bullet from a gunShe sparks and then she runsThe only thing she’s sure ofIs that no one really understandsSometimes … talking aboutThings just seem so strangeLie awake in the lonely nightThings just seem so strangeMaybe it’s all prearrangedTears on an empty pageLook out the window see the full moon bloom andThis is what he saysDon’t you worryWhen you feel so lonely, cosEveryone’s lonelyThey’re all crazy tooLike their mothersLike their fathersEveryone’s crazySometimes she gets this wayAbout her when she swaysSlips into a liquid tuneAnd vanishes awayAnd it’s only for herselfShe can’t bring anyone elseEveryone’s got a special boxThat they keep on a dusty shelfSuch a beautiful dangerous thingBeautiful and strangeMaking love to the night itselfBeautiful and strangeMaybe it’s all prearrangedTears on an empty pageLook out the window see the full moon bloomThis is what he saysDon’t you worryIf people call you crazy cosEveryone’s crazyThey’re all lonely tooLike their mothersLike their fathersEveryone’s crazyUnder a lonely moon
