So lets get this story straight…
So lets get this story straight
Years pass and it is always fate
To be where I am
To totally lose control and let go
Finding out this is where I am suppose to go
In search of destiny
I find out how incomplete I seem to be
From myself to the words of others
I rediscover I am nothing more than a drop inside a puddle
It is so interesting though,
Not ever knowing what tomorrow will bring
Makes me a little weary
Like I should already know
So lets get this story straight
Years pass and it is always fate
To be where I am
To totally lose control and let go
Finding out this is where I am suppose to go
Fall springs and the weather seems to change
I take a glimpse at my situation and look at it as a hell hole.
It can be worse but one thing I know for sure
If the sun rises tomorrow
Its another day closer to home.
