I can drop one thing to pick another
I can pick one thing when I have another
It's just a dream I tell myself
As I recall the worst playing hula hoop in my head
It's just a dream...
It doesn't matter what I want
Because once I have it I want something better
Because an old woman told me I'm handsome
And I knew my choices would be temporal
I knew I'd always be searching for something brighter...
In the light of day
And the beauty in the northern lights
Cause I'm a loner trying to cover up the reality
But reality is sleeping in the dark hoping for someone to pull me out
Cause sometimes I push people away too fair forget I need them
And for so long I've been fixing people's broken parts...
That I've forgotten how to fix mine.