I never thought I'd be afraid of words. I'm thinking of things I still don't know. Oh I have hope, but my lucky anklet still hasn't broke. It's a feeling that wont go away, my childish desire to find a way. In hopes of something that'll never end, I pray to god I'll find you again. They say if you love someone let them go, if they come back, it's meant for sure. But I don't think I'm ready to know, I cant lose another place I call home.