I don't know where I'm at,
I'm standing at the back
And 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,
So why do I try, I know I'm going to fall down,
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
Never know why it's coming down..
Not ready to let go,
Cause then I'd never know,
That I could be missing,
I'm missing way too much,
So when do I give up what I've been wishing for?
Down
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