It was just another day in a colder climate
As I found myself once again questioning my fate
I kept going over and over what I said and what they said
When I saw myself standing outside my own head
So I walked in and saw myself waiting for me
And all I said to myself was “Is this really how you want it to be?”
It was just another day surrounded by snow too deep
When I called upon her to soothe me back to sleep
I keep going over what it is they say and do
And wonder if I’ll ever stop wondering, “Where are you?”
You gave light to a page that I had yet to see
And all I said to myself was “Is this really how you want it to be?”
It was just another day near lukewarm hearts
As I found myself hating how they all got their starts
I wanted nothing more than to have one that did smolder
And I might tell you one day when you’re older
Just tell me as soon as you see what I see
And until then I’ll keep asking myself “Is this really how you want it to be?”
Dedicated to a feeling that’s no really there
Dedicated to finding a start
Dedicated to the only one who seems to care
Dedicated to a heartening hart
It was just another day in which I wrote another tale
I stood by the same old product and tried to make a sale
I kept repeating what they all thought needed to be said
And then I saw you standing beautifully inside my head
So I ran in and saw myself suddenly set free
As you explained that these words aren’t for them, but just for me…
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