Anywhere from Michael Arden by Michael Arden Sulzbach

Why don't you just come on when you want to?
Quit this game of easy hard-to-get.
This situation's getting even stranger
And it hasn't gotten anywhere yet.
You may be as good as anybody.
If anybody asks me, I'd agree.
I just hope that you're not saying it's as good as it gets,
'Cause it hasn't gotten anywhere yet.
You never close your eyes.
You never let the sun surprise your love anymore.
You don't open up your head
While all the others are in bed
And you've got dust on your door.
You don't want to be a fool,
But you're too busy being cool,
And you could concentrate more.
You say you want to be alive,
But you keep dying on the side
And now your love hides away what it's for.
If you ever follow up your freedom,
You could use your taught telepathy and tug.
This evolution's stuck on getting ready and set,
But we haven't gotten anywhere yet.
You move in a circular emotion.
However never seal it with a kiss.
You try to shy away from where you're going to get,
But you haven't gotten anywhere yet.

• Acoustic
• acoustic rhythm guitar
• poet
• singer
• songwriter
• writer
• Buffalo