Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Confused and unsure of something
maybe just of nothing at all
is it just the high the low
the height I reach before the fall

I don't know anymore
and I wasn't sure before
the questions still run circles round me
I'm to slow to ever catch the answer to

why am I here
what am I supposed to be
God will you please
shine light through the trees
I don't know
yes, I'll say it again
I don't know
that's where I begin
again and again and again

hopeless no
pointless maybe
who really knows
the question that I seek

I know you love me
but do you really know the future
what's best for me
or maybe I don't know

I just want one response
to the questions in my head
and upon that response
I'll cling until I'm cold and dead

Why am I here
who am I supposed to be
God will you please
shine light through the trees
I don't know
yes, I'll say it again
I don't know
that's where I begin and end
again and again and again