I'm in the sun by crashing waves
But no one waves to me
I hear them speak most every day
They don't speak to me

I'm lost in a foreign land
Wishing I could be back home
Where even when I'm by myself
I don't feel so alone
I'm going home

I see eyes on their solemn face
But I don't see life
What is this terrifying place?
It's not what I thought it'd be like

I miss my streets filled with snow
I miss the gray skies above
I miss my hands feeling numb with cold
I miss the warmth of love

I'm lost in a foreign land
Wishing I could be back home
Where even when I'm by myself
I don't feel so alone
I'm going home

He loves me, he loves me not
We're meant to be, or so I thought
My heart is broken, the pain is real
I long for peace, from all I feel

I fake a smile, so no one knows
I mimic strength, lest weakness shows
I refuse surrender, I stand and fight
I must succeed, and so I write

The ink it flows, pours from my pen
It heals my heart, and I can breathe again

Minutes into hours, hours into days
The love I held so tightly, starts to fade away
The pain begins to lessen, the tears no longer fall
Seemed misery was forever but it's not that way at all

Those nights you haunt my dreams
Are now few and far between
When memories overtake me, I know I'll be alright
I know now what to do....and so I write

The ink it flows, pours from my pen
It heals my heart and I can breathe again
Yes, I can breathe again.