How'd it come to be. That I'm surrounded by millions of people. And still it seems I don't know a soul. Is it them or is it me? The first step's always the hardest one to take. It's a move I never make. It seems such a cinch when I'm all alone. But when I get the chance I just can't
Why not? Why look the other way. And act like no one's been here this way. What holds me back from saying what I'm thinking. Can't open up even though I know I'm sinking
The time it seems to go by. Faster and faster as the years march on. And when I think of what I've lost I shake my head. It's too late to say what I should have said. All around they pass me by. Like signs on a highway when you're doing 105. I gotta slow down soon I know. But when I get the chance I just can't
Why not? Why look the other way. And act like no one's been here this way. What holds me back from saying what I feel? I'm pinned by the surreal
Why not? Why look the other way. And act like no one's been this way. What holds me back? What stands in the way? Nothing I can change today
It's kinda strange. To clearly see something you just can't change. And all the while you feel like such a slave. A slave to your own life -