Numb, and hurt
Fearless, and bold
My heart is ice cold
My soul is black like the night
My heart is alone
Like a little bumble bee
Wandering in the windy, stormy day
My heart is vacant
Like a cabin deep in the woods
Nothing's gonna find it now
I pondered thouroughly
As to why I was so alone
And I came to a conclusion
That my heart was empty, and stranded
That my heart is a ghost-town.
