I look ahead and I see clearly
But I feel as though something's missing
A piece of me I left behind.
That feeling when you're getting ready to leave
And you feel like you don't have something but you can't quite place what it is you forgot
You search frantically
For this "thing" that you still can't identify
Soon you realize you're gonna be late
And you have to move on without what you need
Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 11:27 PM UTC
I look ahead and I see clearly
But I feel as though something's missing
A piece of me I left behind.
That feeling when you're getting ready to leave
And you feel like you don't have something but you can't quite place what it is you forgot
You search frantically
For this "thing" that you still can't identify
Soon you realize you're gonna be late
And you have to move on without what you need
