WEDNESDAY

Astair your glare is killing meAstair in skies of blueThe signs you wear are making meSo confusedBut the mountains and the treesAre they just what you needOr are they less than what You'd expect to seeAnd if you're leaving well come Give me reason why I let you downBefore you turn around now nowBefore you turn aroundAstair you're there and I'm still hereI swear I'm so confusedThe signs you wear are making meFeel like I'm the one to lose