I wake up again, the same life, everything the same.
I thought it was going to be different this time,
I thought that things were just about to change.
I thought that my life was about to begin,
I thought that this was it for me.
When is it all going to change?
I step into the warm night air, just to escape doing the same thing every night.
I thought that if I keep telling the world I’m alright, I would start to believe it myself,
I thought my heart would be full.
I thought life would be complete.
I thought something was about to change.
I thought that if I could just dream and truly believed, it would happen.