When the morning sun rises And I open my eyes The thought of facing this day before me Is taking it's toll on my mind
Still I plaster this grin on I try to Believe that it's true It's easier to hide the way that I feel Then be forced to talk about my issues
What is it about me that makes living such a chore You always hear about greener pastures, but I just see distant shores
Another day in the rearview mirror And I struggle with what to do Everyone around me gives competing advice I feel like I'm totally screwed
In the end it takes time And an openness to take some blame There a things I cannot change But it doesn't mean it stays the same
What is it about me that makes living such a chore You always hear about greener pastures, but I just see distant shoresTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
