The Gift of Everything

Do You Wish That You Loved Me?

We can't always sleep peacefully knowing we're tied in a knot
Because once we're untied, we're no longer a straight line
We might wake up and notice we're someone we're not
If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see,
You can find out firsthand what it's like to me
Because through and through it all,
Years of carrying on
When i grow up, i still want to be nothing at all