The world was a mundane place for me
the last couple of years
I went out in search of something to fill the
emptiness within
I was ignorant and bliss
But consequences come with every decision
I ran away withoutatrace
Told no one where I was to go
Just my car packed with shit
And a lonely CD
My life was an open book
Awaiting the fresh ink of a pen
Waiting to be written in
I made mistakes
Many mistakes
But all have been learned from
For I'll never make them again
I know not what I want from my life
But I know I am home
Where the sun sets on the Pacific Coast
It's been in front of me the whole time
For being in your arms is all I want
Nothing can change my mind
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