I don’t know who it is, I don’t know where or why
I don’t know what it is, a Low or a High
I feel helpless, I feel clueless
Then I long for the words and the caress
I don’t know if that’s possible, I don’t know if that’s real
I don’t know if that’s speakable. Or how’s that supposed to feel.
I want to live with full wings stretched
I want to live without those doubts,
So I don’t want to know of greener pastures,
I want to fit with the black clouds.,
I want one more chance and I want those old choices
Or I want nothing I don’t want those nagging voices
I am happy, I shout it aloud
In hopes of covering that lingering doubt.
Will things ever change? Will I forget?
Will I go back to those days? Will I cease to regret?