Don't Be Shy

Don't be shy

It'll get you nowhere

I was shy

And it got me nowhere

And I feel like turning

Into a boy againWhen you're young

Buckets don't have holes in

Days are long

Summer always rolls in, bowls in

And you feel like turning to the sky

And crying, "Stay, stay, stay"And if the truth is what you want

Then things aren't looking good

There've been dreams in my life

But they rot away like woodIn a good year

One or two may come true

But dreams aren't really dreams, are they?

Once they've come true

They just vanish within you