July

"I've been bored out of my mind,
Sitting around wasting time,
I'm a guy but I cry cause' I'm scared that I'll die
Still living the same old lie

I might always be alone,
Maybe I'll be never known,
I was made in a way that I pay everyday 
For something that's in my bones

July
Gone are the flowers of March and May
Fallen leaves are blowing your way

July
Don't let the blue skies fade to gray
Fallen leaves are blowing your way

I'm so fed up of this game
Never seemed to get the aim
I'm a man with no plan
I don't know who I am
And nobody feels the same

I might always be alone,
Maybe I'll be never known
I was made in a way that I pay everyday
For something that's in my bones

July
Gone are the flowers of March and May
Fallen leaves are blowing your way

July 
Don't let the blue skies fade to gray
Fallen leaves are blowing your way"

Cal Young