Here am I, going nowhere on a train

 

He's a man without a mission, but he sticks to his guns

 

I'm burning I'm a summer dream, I'm a real light beam

 

All you want to do is use me

See the beauty in the blood that drips down from my eyes - hold the parts that were ripped out that had took me by surprise.

 

'Cause I've been born in the orange with the king of California

Please just tell me that nobody else touches you like I do