Perhaps one day you'll write for me
Like in the days of old
You let love go
it will come back
at least that's what I'm told

Perhaps one day I'll be the one
Oh would you be so bold
Just let love go
It will come back
At least that's what I'm told.

Perhaps you just might not return
Is that how it will unfold
I let love go
And it got lost
And now it's freezing cold.

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So it seems like the night terrors never really go away
They just get replaced,
Same trembling fear, just a new face.
As a kid I used to spend hours awake, being scared.

I was scared of the dark,
Used to turn the lights off and run fast
To get under the sheets, so the dark couldn’t engulf me.

I was scared of the dogs,
That their bite was worse than their bark,
Crossed streets so they wouldn’t cross my path.

I was scared of being me,
Behind alcohol I hid
Downing shots and beers, so i could blame it on this.

I was scared I wouldn’t fit in,
Would dominate every conversation
So there wasn’t a part I couldn’t be in.

I was scared to admit that fear was a deep part of me,
I thought if anyone knew they would think i’m weak.

And I’m still scared, but now fear has a different face
I stare deep into it’s eyes and I don’t tremble in the same way.

I am scared that death will take me sooner than I think
And rob me of the future I have built in my dreams.

I am scared I’ll lose my family, the anchor in my life
And without them, well I would shortly join them in the sky.

I am scared of myself and the voices in my head
If I do what they tell me, will I have anyone left?

I am scared of failure, are my dreams too big?
What if I don’t get there and I gave everything I could give?

I’m still scared, but now I see it differently
Cause I’m slowly uncovering the courage underneath.
©Gregory Loftman

And I leave in the morning
So I don't have to see your face
So I don't have to feel ashamed

As I walk down the street all I can think is
'Oh what a waste'
And you're probably sitting in your bed
With a crown on your head

'Cause you think
You're way up there
Oh-oh-ohh

As I walk down the street
I blink back the tears
Another day I've been played
And you're already searching
For a better rack

Cause you think
You're all that
Oh-oh-ohh