Waiting here in the line,

hoping that I'll find what I've been chasing so long.

I'm stuck om the ground.

So why do i try, I know I'm going to fall down.

Never know why it's coming down.

Not ready to let go.

Cause then I'd never know.

That I could be missing.

I'm missing way too much in my life.

So when do I give up what I've been wishing for?

So why do I even try?

When I know I'm going to fall down, down, down.

Can't find another way around.

And I don't want to hear that sound, of losing of what I never found.