i see that winter has come early to your house and left a
frost upon your grounds i should be stretched out in the
sun but something pulls me back to now i want to raise my
muddy face want you to pull me out when i came around you
were the richest man in the world i used your name as my
password but just when i was getting used to the back of
your head you threw the race, stole the taste out of my
winning i want to trade, give you my back, and watch you
walk right out i want to fade, take back the past, and
turn it inside out who am i to question fate but only
fatalists settle and i won't sit here idly by and watch
you idle we're supposed to vanish in time but i've been
blinking to keep you in focus if it's my turn to shine i
close my eyes, i make a wish