In the middle of everything but my own,
I've run out of everything there is to know.
Here I go again and my head is spinning.
out of control, and every time she goes out
looking, theres something new she's finding.

I've tried to give way to other people's feelings,
while ignoring my own, I end up ignoring my things.
Drifting away, I turn around a newer corner,
things shift and slip and I find myself growing older.

And there it goes, my innocence, already lost
I thought I could still hang on to It's ghost.
But it walked away, my innocence, already gone,
I prayed that it stayed and left you alone.

But I'm falling back, finding my place in the world,
Looking up at the clouds in he sky, finding shapes
and even more.
Remember when we almost gave up on each other?
Before you ever came there was no other.