These days I’m running to escape. Drenching my brain, soak in my mistakes. Is there any love left for me? Is there any love left for me? That dark sky, yeah it’s so big. Isn’t anybody wondering? Isn’t anybody questioning what this all is? As I age, it sinks deeper in: this life is temporary, it’s all gonna end. This is all gonna end.
It’s just a little love that I need. It’s just a little love that I need. There’s an elephant in this room and I’m white as a ghost. Show me the road. All these moments become memories. I don’t wanna wake up one day thinking, “what did I miss?” I fear my own fate. I don’t wanna wake up one day thinking, “where the hell have I been?”