I'm sinking lower and lower
Everyday I go down and down
Things are getting darker and darker
While all of my friends are rising up to that sparkly shiny light of
Relationships, hugs, kisses, cuddles, love
Love is that one thing that I want so bad
But I seem to push it away or if I welcome it in, it quickly runs away for fear from all of the baggage inside
Of the cobwebs in the corner
And the dust on the floor
And the fire roaring in the fireplace.
