Carl Bandi - Intro Spect Lyrics

Mama could you help me
Direct me in the way I need to go
I'm spending my days all alone
Seeing my future self feeling low
Maybe I should've known
All that time ago

Seventeen
Tell me have I been wasting my time
Do I want this too much
Do I deserve this enough
Perhaps I'm unaware
It's already written in stone

And that unclean screen
That I gaze out along the road
Cements the scarcity of hope
When my soul grows old
Street shaped dreams
The distance is miles away
I just need some navigation
All I ask is that you stay

Could you be the rock on which I stand
All other ground is merely sinking sand
Could you be the rock on which I stand
All other ground is merely sinking sand
Could you be the rock on which I stand
All other ground is merely sinking sand