another day spent feeling worthless and alone.
I'm going nowhere and I'm taking the long road there.
Who am I to tell you anything?
One idea after another floats by like a wasted dream.
Another day is the only thing I can count on, but it's the last thing I want.
What I want is a day where I can stand up and feel like what I have to say should mean anything to anyone.
Who am I?
I'm going nowhere and I'm taking the long road there.
Who am I to tell you anything?
One idea after another floats by like a wasted dream.
Another day is the only thing I can count on, but it's the last thing I want.
What I want is a day where I can stand up and feel like what I have to say should mean anything to anyone.
Who am I?