My Sights

The gentle breeze held by hands together,
As the pathway I was walking turned broad,
The steps were getting harder to walk on,
And I noticed that my heart beats fast.


Till I fell upon that very crack,
That made me realised,
I was walking on the pathway,
Where alone I stand.


The questions came & I was lost,
I couldnt answer any of them,
Where had you gone? Baby Ive been waiting so long,
Is it my fault that you left?
Is it my fault that you dont care?
Or maybe Im just not good enough for you,
Till you need your other friends.


You tell them stories of your bad lucks,
And the dreams you had last night,
I guess maybe Im just nothing in your life.


But dont worry too much,
Cos its just my imagination.
For nothing was bad and nothing was wrong.
The only thing I could do now is to walk alone.
On this path and try to make a beautiful experiance,
Outta the many cracks in life.



tuning to: The Call by Regina Spektor