I wish to be with you, take this wholesome truth
But far too many places to see
Seek to distribute all my lonesome youth
But it seems that I can never be pleased
The pale moon rises ahead, so won't you take me in your care?
Lying in your bed, but we can't seem to shed the weight we bear
How to alleviate
"It's just the day-to-day"
Please check; I think I'm dreaming
Where is my sanity? Another search and seize
Oh my, I think I'm bleeding
Whitewater's swiftly running it's coarse
And my convictions are surely declared
Actions I cannot endorse
As I was simply lost and impaired