Staring at the white above
Can"t tell if I"m alive or am I dead
Or is it in my head?
Where"d I go wrong
Staring at the white above
One day I closed my eyes and here I am
A cold, unhappy man
I"ve come to realize the life I have I hate
The pulse I need is slowly fading
Until I"ve lost it all
I"ve been waiting for an inspiration
For a chance I never got to take
Before it"s much too late
Where"d I go wrong
Where"s the boy that used to run?
Could it be he"s up and gone away?
He seems so far away
And all the things I could have done
Could it be they"ve up and gone away?
They seem so far away
It feels as if the boy in me
Has left and been replaced with a cheap and bitter
Imposter of myself
I must find the one that used to be
Approach him slow, don"t be afrai
