I miss and crave
For yesterday
A time when I was feeling great
And now
I fear the dumbest things
Back and forth
Am I moving too slow
Do I sleep too much
Reminds me of
The thought
Of ending up dead and alone
A time when I and you will die
Confess to your mom is a great thing to do
When your holding your heart
From falling apart
To care and understand
That things aren't always going
The way that I planned
Hey father, would you sit down and say
Everything is fine, son
I am proud of you anyway
What ever you do,
Or whatever you say
When life is callling by the day
You have something to stand for