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I can never see the signs as they come,
The truth is that I wander around blind.
I can’t remember where I’m coming from,
The struggle goes on, but I remain calm.

I’m so tired and ready to fall,
I swore to all end that I’d hold on.
I’ve walked, I’ve ran, I’ve even crawled.
I don’t want to lift my head beyond.

If I could see a little ahead,
The truth is I wouldn’t want to.
I just can’t get it out of my head.
I know there’s something I’ve got to do.

Why can’t I? I can’t seem to let it go.
Why can’t I? Life’s too short to die alone.
Why can’t I? As my body’s getting old.
Why can’t I? As my heart’s growing cold.

My faith is contained in minuet steps,
Holding onto the edge of the impossible.
I’ve tried to commit the idea to death,
but it’s mad to mock the inevitable.

Distance threatened the clear perceptions,
We had as two people in love.
We carelessly believed all the misconceptions..
and never stopped to lift our heads above.

Sole entities, intertwined as one,
Simply misplaced by an absence of time.
I’m left screaming, as I toss and turn,
Waiting for what truth leads me to find.

Why can’t I? I can’t seem to let it go.
Why can’t I? Life’s too short to die alone.
Why can’t I? As my body’s getting old.
Why can’t I? As my heart is growing cold.