Hobby

Force me into it and never let me go,
tell me things are not the way I see them
and that I can't prove you wrong.

I'm just looking for a way out,
a hobby, somebody to touch,
and maybe some inspiration to write another song.

You know winter's coming up
and I don't want to be alone,
baby, give me a tad of happiness,
just a reason to keep on.


Mademoiselle Juliettè,
How can I feel that it's over when it never really began.