When we came home scared, our friends were never there.
Why do good friends have to fall apart?
I think back to when it started.
It's been several years since this car's shifted gears.
How can we stop the flow of time,
of life, you know? I get more lost within the day.
Although I'm young, my soul has hairs of gray. I carry burdens ten times
my weight. My back is breaking.
What should I say to put my sorrows away in a shoe
box for today? My nightmare's are real.
I've nothing but everything to fear.
Where did my life go wrong?
My list of problems is getting longer.
Sometimes I know it's wrong,
but I can't stop singing my song.
I'll conquer all these things one day. Until then, I'll put them away.