what did you want to be?
what did you expect to see?
I didn't know where I was going
Because I wasn't ready when I left
Summer's coming and it's still snowing
It's stopped raining and I'm still wet
Behind my times
Ahead of my thoughts
and moments lost
I'm spending my evening
One moment at a time
It's burning a hole in my pocket
And I'm down to my last dime
I know what I'll face tomorrow
It'll hit me like a truck
Breaking my heart and hands
And forcing me to duck
Cause my head's coming off soon
It's on fire and continues to burn
Acceptance of the way things are
It's something I'll never learn.