Sanoja: Love. Colored Balls Falling.

As I sit here thinking
Wondering where I am
Knowing that I could be here
But I just sat
That's where I'm at

People walk the shadows
Falling stars appear
Other blinding matches
Come with their cats
That's where I'm at

I could never go there
It's too close far behind
Hope I never see you
So I won't go run and hide