| Through this world will you guide me
|
| Through this pain
|
| Will you always hold my hand when I need you
|
| When I don’t know what I’m doing with myself
|
| I’m a lost soul
|
| Walking through this world
|
| Like I have some idea
|
| When I don’t, I don’t
|
| And I take on the baggage
|
| 'Cause I think that I can
|
| And I wait for the right time
|
| To go with my plan
|
| And come to you
|
| And tell you how I feel
|
| And when the morning comes
|
| I will feel that I am brave again
|
| And when you pass me by
|
| I will smile and then I’ll walk away
|
| I don’t know what I’m doing
|
| I don’t know where I’m going
|
| It just seems like there’s something
|
| In the way that you are
|
| That makes me smile like a drunky
|
| Makes me high like a drug
|
| Makes me want to be near you
|
| Like I’m caught in this fog
|
| And I’ll wait for tomorrow
|
| 'Cause I know that I can
|
| And I’ll wait
|
| 'Cause tomorrow I will go with my plan
|
| And come to you
|
| And tell you how I feel
|
| And when the morning comes
|
| I will feel that I am brave again
|
| And when you pass me by
|
| I will smile and then I’ll walk away
|
| And then I’ll think of it, think of it
|
| And then I’ll crave for it and feel it all over again |