What´s the point?

A line of boxes in an open field,
there's a million empty and there's one for real.
Do you want me to go search in each all of them?
Or just lay on the grass and act and pretend,
that's what I wanna know.

What's the point of doing anything,
If you'll never notice?
I would sit and wait for you again.


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