Has it always been this way inside this room? No windows to let in the sunlight This boy is trying to face the outside world, but then he hides I know he's paranoid Will he make his way out someday? This boy spends hours trying to sleep Pacing around inside his head, questions every word he thinks of This boy spends hours behind a screen flying airplanes on computer games Or so he says Down under I'm like him too The outlaws of social trends He always seems to hide away When you call, expect to hear the phone keep ringing Keeps it inside, all of his pain And he seems so lonely But will he step out someday?