One day you made a choice and felt that you'd done right but now you fear your eyes and ears had twisted up the light.
Blinded now I see, a timid child, the inner me. I've crossed my roads to come ashore for more I wish I had, more words and songs to sing along not memories I have.
I made a choice I made it wrong I'll sure be there again long as I know I shot for love and think I made a friend.
About: Trying to build romantic relationships through depression and insecurity.