I've got the pipe and a photo of a good friend,
now isn't that the truth.
I've known deception, guilt and corection,
but I'm still looking for proof.
I've lied, I've cried, even commit soul suicide.
I know I still lay awake at night.
My stories been told,
my heart says I am old,
but I'm not more than a kid.
I've been searching more then I ever have,
I've been blamed for things i never even did.
So say good-bye to helpless sorrow,
and keep your eye's on tomorrow.
Tell me a story,
sing me a song,
teach me the words and I will sing along.
Sing what you want,
as long as its the truth,
I'd listen to anything as long as it's you.
To think freedom was a lock and key,
I'm not sure that's where I wanna be.
Broken promises, broken dreams,
slip through cracks and fall through seams.
I have no idea what I did,
I'm just waiting for the day to change,
so the sun will rise again.
