TOO FAR AWAY
AS I REACH OUT FOR HELP I REALIZE IT'S TOO FAR AWAYTHEN I GRASP THE IDEA THAT THIS WILL BE THE END EVERYDAY
I HUMBLE MYSELF BUT OH DO I CRY
THINKING OUT LOUD WHY ME "GOD", WHY?
STILL I DUST OFF THEN SET OF FOR WHATEVER'S IN STORE
APPRECIATING WHAT I'M GIVEN, EVEN WANTING MORE
I'M NO BETTER TODAY THAN I EVER WAS BEFORE THIS
BUT THE FIGHT STILL GOING IF I PASS IT I'LL NEVER MISS
I DON'T WANT TO BE NUMB OR BE OBSOLETE
FOR FEAR OF WHAT I'LL BE IF MY LOVE AND I EVER MEET
SO I'M STEADFAST AND ALWAYS HOLD STRONG
NO MATTER THE WEARY OR DREADED DAYS THAT SEEM. SO LONG
SOMEDAY I'LL. TELL OF A STORY NEW
THEN YOU'LL KNOW I'M NOT DESTINED TO BE BLUE
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THINKING ALOUD FROM FEAR OF BEING ALONE FOREVER
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