Casper lives in a world without promise Sitting at home in his pajamas Just wishing it would all go away somehow
We walked by but he never saw us He could have been a famous guitarist He must have not had a clue
Feeling like a bowl of spaghetti Not knowing what to give Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
He's the one with hope in his soul Can't let him slip through the hole He might jsut go away and never return
He's hanging on a whim and a prayer So glad to see him there Maybe he'll make it some day some way...
Going past the expected Maybe he'll get what he wants Yeah...
Good golly it's getting moldy Got to move on but oh no He looks at no one, maybe perhaps he's right
There's a fear, a feeling at night Something may turn out of sight But you never really know
Thinking only may be his might Things may turn out right Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
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