All the places, that I have been to.
And all the things, that have happened to me.
Make it hard for me see, all the things that you, can be to me.
For they make it hard for me.
To in joy the place on my inside.
But here with you.
Things on the inside.
Seam to be true.
And then I am in, from the outside.
Now outside is far away.
But is that what I need on the inside.
To make my time go.