I have access to a million getaways
But I want to go to none of them today
What's the point of money
When you can't even be happy

I've heard a thousand songs
But none of them could write out what my heart longed
What's the point of these sounds
When you can't even hear your heart pound

I have a hundred followers on Twitter
But none of them know me any better
What's the point of the many stars above
When they can't even light up your path on earth