I think I'm going back in time
There's nothing here that's helped me find
All my magic numbers wasted
Holding out for luck is tainted
I, who would I
Who should I
Hold on to innocence and time
My ever after in a smile
Fortune's faded, dissipated
Maybe just the way it's tainted
I, Who would I
Trying to find a retrospective
Maybe only peace of mind
When you're on the outside looking in
Never find a place to start again
I think it's always on my mind
Nothing has ever helped me find
How could I
How could I
How could I
How could I