Try by Chris Nitti

I'm walking around
Blank-faced and staring out
But then you cross my vision
My mind's no longer barren

You're standing there
And I can't help but stare you down
Then your head turns towards me
And my eyes quickly dart away

There's not much in my head
There's only an image I have of you
Sometimes I wish it would run away
But most of the time I don't really mind

You glide in the room
What should I say, what should I do?
Time is racing by
Is it even worth a try?

• Rock
• bedroom pop
• bossa-nova
• indie
• indie rock
• new-jersey
• summer
• New Jersey