Staring Back

Many Will Play, Few Will Win

Staring Back


I can't control the situation 
that is running rampant in my life 
it would be easier if I could hold you one more time 
so lost without you but what else can I do 
dependent upon what I hate 
hope it's not too late 

I'm getting off the point, confused already 
so don't tell me what to think 
I try to break away and end up on my knees 
why should I care who I please? 
I just don't have the time 

I think it's all inside my head 
think I'd be better off dead 
it didn't cross my mind 
so lost without you but what else can I do 
reading back these letters 
I can't seem to find the words 
to describe these memories and what they meant to me 

you find your way inside my head cannot figure out just what you said 
these mute conclusions and now I know 
I don't know what you're thinking about cause these words they just come racing out 
I just don't have the time