As the sun breaches the hills
And I ponder alone
A thousand lives lived before
Waiting forever for the perfect day
Where the sun never sets and the sky isn't grey
But here I sit and stare from a window
As the sun grows higher and the light gets thicker
And I
As clouds gather above
My thoughts are not my own
Hoping for freedom to roam
Dreaming is perfect but living is plain
When every day feels more mundane
There's a lonesome feeling you can't explain
When the youth you knew is slipping away