abril 25, 2011

I don't want to hear the sound of losing what I never found.


I don’t know where I’m at, I’m standing at the back, a
nd I’m tired of waiting.
Waiting here in line, hoping that I’ll find what I’ve been chasing.
I shot for the sky,
I’m stuck on the ground, s
o why do I try? I know I’m gonna to fall down.
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
Never know why it’s coming down, down, down.
Not ready to let go c
ause then I'd never know sw
at I could be missing.
But I’m missing way too much s
o when do I give up what I’ve been wishing for?
I shot for the sky,
I’m stuck on the ground, s
o why do I try? I know I’m gonna to fall down.
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
Never know why it’s coming down, down, down.
Oh I am going down, down, down, c
an’t find another way around a
nd I don’t want to hear the sound, of losing what I never found.