Yeah I might be a little bit outta my mind Always chasing time Should I ever put the pen to the pad again? But being so far outta touch Will give you a much different idea Of what to root your happiness in Not trying to waste the ink on the pages Wanna see the look on everybody's faces It's the simplest of needs, I know But I just need to say this:
What if I go too far And I can't get back to where you are? What if it takes more time, Will you be there waiting, not looking for a reason why?
No, these aren't the hands of an angel I don't wanna have to face the future If it's from under my table Peace and sanity came to mind But only for a brief time Before they as well become a fable of My own tales of tall cities Large expanses and concrete backyards To not enjoy it would be silly Even at your lowest low Just look at where you are
What if I go too far And I can't get back to where you are? What if it takes more time, Will you be there waiting, not looking for a reason why?
There's a fine line between Being outta your mind and seeing the potential Investing yourself in just one thing So I guess I messed it up Must have kinda wandered off I never even realized It was barely just a fragment of What to expect? You're never ready But I guess it doesn't really matter all that much Told myself to hold steady Stop using your doubt like a blinding crutch
What if I go too far And I can't get back to where you are? What if it takes more time, Will you be there waiting, not looking for a reason why?
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