From the jacket on my back to the shoes that I walk in, I got nothing From the dreams that guide my day to the reality that makes it sway, I got nothing To the wind that touches my skin and to know thats all that's been, Still, I got nothing
When do I start again to feel that I have a purpose This world pandemic and its claws with this killer virus Just to wake up and to feel again normality To hold and touch a strangers hand Not to feel it a vulgarity