Has anybody let you know
That your still holding on to everything you know?
You may not see it or believe it
I think its to let you go back home
And figure this out there on your own
Cause dreams don’t always appear what they seem to be
You might end up just like me, twenty three
And wanting nothing more than to pack up and leave this.
Place has never meant so much to me
But I’ve got better things to do.
Better things than you
There’s nothing left to lose
You’ve got this feeling
That all of your friends have deserted you again.
In hopes of finding something new
You may not see it or believe it
I think its time to let them know the truth
And how this life really wasn’t for you
And all I’ve got is the clothes on my back
And that won’t last me very long
But all I know, I’ve got all the faith that I need
And that won’t ever go away