I wake up at the beginning of every day.
Thinking about the time I'm wasting away.
I hope that one day I find an open door.
I know that I was meant for so much more.

With all of life's expense I have to keep pace.
It leaves me stuck between a rock and hard place.
I'm not looking for the way things were before.
That's what I'm trying to get away from for so much more.

When I say "So Much More" I don't mean material things.
I'm talking about the purpose for me that God brings.
And I pray in His will he takes me to a different shore.
Because I know that I was meant for so much more.

The endless monotony makes me wanna cry my eyes out.
But if not that it makes me wanna pry my eyes out.
But there is only one light that knows what's in store.
And I will dig deeper to know there is so much more.

Everything the past ten years have seemed meaningless.
But if it has a purpose then it has to be gleaminess.
The soul-crushing pain is for the renewing of my core.
So I can be filled with joy to know there is so much more.