Friday, July 16, 2004

Waking up in the middle of the night
All these thoughts begin to take flight

Wonderin who loves me, and wonderin who cares
wondering if someone will decide to share

Why do I have these insecurities
Why do I have thoughts like these
Life rolls on and takes me with it
It doesn't matter if I hate or love it

All those loved and all those lost
On my mind like a winters frost

cold white webbing across my mind
hiding what it is I want to find


waiting out this winter weather
huddled in my imitation leather

spring will come and free my mind
and then I'll find what I'm looking for



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