I think I’d rather be lost in the middle of the night than try to argue with the riddles forming in my mind I wouldn’t be here standing in the middle of it all If I didn’t choose to blink my eyes and see the world for what it is right now Everyone keeps a fire in their eyes to try and keep the fight in their lives They push through scorns and trials despite their weary hours and sure enough, they keep moving on. I think I’d rather be fighting off the currents of the norm than just pretend tha...

I think I’d rather be lost in the middle of the night than try to argue with the riddles forming in my mind I wouldn’t be here standing in the middle of it all If I didn’t choose to blink my eyes and see the world for what it is right now Everyone keeps a fire in their eyes to try and keep the fight in their lives They push through scorns and trials despite their weary hours and sure enough, they keep moving on. I think I’d rather be fighting off the currents of the norm than just pretend tha...

I’m waking up right here, with an aching love I feel. Its wounds have etched too deep; alone, my skin turns grey. Desperate, I called with words I never thought I’d say on the phone. A dead air between us — our lips sealed shut at the mess we left behind. Of all the things I’d hide from you who’s by my side; the things that hurt the most are the ones that were left unsaid. Hours have gone, and the air seems cold; arms with a lukewarm hold have become a missing tone. Oh, hide me from the sorro...

I’m waking up right here, with an aching love I feel. Its wounds have etched too deep; alone, my skin turns grey. Desperate, I called with words I never thought I’d say on the phone. A dead air between us — our lips sealed shut at the mess we left behind. Of all the things I’d hide from you who’s by my side; the things that hurt the most are the ones that were left unsaid. Hours have gone, and the air seems cold; arms with a lukewarm hold have become a missing tone. Oh, hide me from the sorro...