The leaves from the trees keep falling
on me
Sure rub it inHow I can’t even find a girlfriend
There is nobody I see who could ever, ever fall for me
The sun in the sky
Messes with my eyesAnd hides what is in front of me
I can’t, I can’t see anything
The rain’s call is my own freedom
The only constant to believe inEveryone else runs, runs away
Leaving me alone, all alone
To wonder why, why what I have
What has become, become of my lifeBut I don’t have the answer
As the horizon is too far away
So I can’t get my bearings
I can’t navigate, navigate life’s choppy seas
What hope is there, what hope is there for me
Is there choice
Or is it just an illusionTrying to figure out what I do
If it really means, means anything
But I draw a blank
As I always, as I always doSearching the dictionary
For a definition of a word that I don’t know
Looking for some place, somewhere to
call home
I never fit inThere has never been a place I fit in
Where the hell should I, should I begin
To solve this puzzle
Without an answer, without an answer
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