Time wears down on my calloused fingers
That write, all day, explaining reasons why
The rain keeps falling from the sky.
I can’t get away, and even I could, I would never escape,
But oh, is anyone listening?
All I hear is how you can’t be happy,
‘Til everything is the way you want,
The way you want, the way I want.
I can’t sleep until I’m feeling better,
I can’t move on until this makes some sense.
I can’t get away, and even I could, I would never escape,
But oh, is anyone listening?
The conscience still remains,
The darkest night dissolves with the breaking of day,
But oh, is anyone listening?
You’re standing on the edge of something good,
You’re holding onto words that spoke of promise.
When you can’t sleep and can’t move on,
You’re standing on the edge of something good.
Whoa-whoa....
Know that there’s someone who cares,
Know that there’s someone who loves you.
You’re not alone...
