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Needless to say, another day has passed away |
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Yet everything, and nothing, has changed |
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Awake I lie, my thoughts get lost up in the sky |
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Needless to say, nothing will change |
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Maybe a mystic with fortunes to tell |
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Surrender my coin at the old wishing well |
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Maybe the stars will light in the night |
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To show me the path that is right |
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Would've been's and could've been's |
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They waste my days away |
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The colors of my life dissolve and fade to gray |
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So many paths of promise |
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Indecision poisons my mind |
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If only I had seen the signs so blind |
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Yet I must journey on, on and on |
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A haunting vision torments me |
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It smothers and steals my dreams |
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I see an old man in the mirror |
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Cold and bitter starring back at me |
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Here I am at the crossing of life |
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I standOn my own looking down the road hear my cry answer me |
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Still I'm searching yet the truth is unknown though the night is cold |
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I walk the road alone |