12/07 Hoping things will get better.
|When did we forget how to hope?
I'll spend it all before I go broke.
We say our goodbyes before hellos,
without knowing what we know
and that someday everything will change.
I last saw you in the din of a streetlight
and I heard nothing was going right.
I pointed out the mystery in your torso
thinking you had it all or more so,
but someday everything will change.
How did we mess this one up?
Haven't we suffered long enough?
If I keep taking chances to live so right
then I will die to give others life.
Someday everything we know will change.
Just don't let a broken heart get in your way.