Happiness comes from within
Forget these judging eyes of sin
Just be yourself, become in sync
Regardless of what others might think
Because you can't please everybody
That just isn't real
Put your focus on you, how do you feel?
Don't believe me? go ahead and try it
Put a smile on face A, and face B won't deny it
What they "heard" about face A
And you'll see it begin
Staring into you again
Judging eyes of sin
Reading your cover
All they do is spread gossip about one another
Big Cities, small towns it's all the same
Put blame to the name of another
To hide their own shame
Everyone's done it
At least once or twice
Whether you bark like the dogs or you squeak like the mice
People WILL talk, but don't mind them at all
Keep your head up, and keep walking tall
Because as you grow old, and life's end becomes nearer
You'll realize the only judging eyes
Are the ones in the mirror

When I moved to brandon I expected to play
But was then asked to manage...boy was that gay
It was too late to leave, I was locked into school
I showed up to class and hoped things would be cool
Now classes were easy, you could say they were a joke
But outside of school I was Seriously BROKE
I went on the hunt to get some cash flow
Where I wound up serving tables at a joint called Echo
The weeks turned to months and things weren't so bad
Even Christmas was saved by my buddy T-brad
During the night it was parties and drinking
I met some great girls, and a few "WHAT WAS I THINKING?!" 's
I finished my first year and school had gone swell
Nothing lower than a "B" with a few "A's" as well
Now year one 's almost over, and surprise, I'm still here
Gonna play college basketball for the first time next year
So what can I say about this small unknown town
Well for starters the people, best ones around
If you threw the girls in a pageant, they'd all tie for 1st
And aside from their beauty, they're all down to earth
The days still pass by, and the first year is through
So I wait to find out the mysteries of year two

Look over the mountain and see your dreams
The journey's long, or so it seems
But still you try to reach the peek
And catch the dreams for which you seek
Every challenge you come upon
You overcome and carry on
And with your scars, and with your stitches
You'll leave your rags, and earn your riches

I need her.
She comes and goes,
In and out of my life as she pleases.
When I see her my heart is lifted in the air,
Almost as if for a moment her wings, became mine.
With her comes summer,
And she shares her beauty with the flowers of my world.
When she leaves me,
Winter grabs hold of my world,
Freezing and killing what once blossomed so beautifully.
Every time she returns,
She returns a new person in a new form,
New hair, new voice, new face, new attitude,
She hides in her new found self.
How does she always find me?
How do I know it's her?
I look in her eyes,
Those beautiful, spirit lifting, love embracing, care free eyes.
Through those eyes she gives me reason for my existence.
Maybe one day she’ll stay.
Maybe one day she’ll let me love her.
When I’m with her I am whole.

I want my life.
The life I desire seems impossible for me to grasp,
Like a child whose reach is to short for the cookies on top of the fridge.
Instead I watch it from the other side of the glass,
Where I’m haunted by the my true life.
A life that I’ve tried again and again to run from!
But sooner or later it always catches me.
I want my life.

I miss my home,
I scream for it at the top of my lungs,
But the wind merely blows the sound further East.
I don’t belong in this new place,
I don’t fit in.
I wish I could click my heels and be back in Kansas.
I miss my home.