sitting here like forty ounces
waiting to be drunk
i always seem to want what i don´t want
it´s more than i can handle
still i want another shot
even without it, five minutes from now
i´ll find i can´t stand up
on the edge, i´ve been there
and it´s just as crowded as back home
though the waves are strong
it´s easy enough to swim on back to the shore
sometimes, couldn´t my eyes just stay at home?
´cause sometimes
seeing doesn´t see me through
someday maybe someday
couldn´t we take all our mirrors down
´cause sometimes seeing doesn´t see me through
i´d love to believe you
when i say always and all ways :)
but from what i´ve seen
you can´t see me through
there´s a question in your head
though you´re thinking
" not this time"
don´t be afraid to ask
don´t be afraid to care