Verse 1: 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 have 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? Chorus: Where s the boy that used to run? Cout 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.
Verse 2: 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 afraid to say
"can he come out and play?" where d I go wrong? |
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