Did it make you wonder who you are and where you might come from?
Does it seem to have it's way?
Would it make it any easier to know that there's a truth?
Would we just keep things this way?
She's been crying for a lot of things that she can't fit about
It was a mental break down
Something happened
You're not home
I've got to find you
Look behind you
Consider this
And one last time they say is all it takes to make it
through the day
One last time to get things right
We could never open up this way and hold this key to life
For our eyes is much to bright
I've been standing for a lot of things
but now I can't figure out
It was a mental break down
Something happened
You're not home
I've got to find you
look behind you
consider this
she's been crying for a lot of things
that she cant fit about
i've been standing for a lot of things
i can't figure out
it was a mental break down
something happened
you're not home
but you're never home
i've got to find you
look behind you
consider this
It was a mental breakdown