If I lay here
Will you leave me
Will life slows down
And dim it's bright light
Will it stop moving too fast
With lots of motion but no act
Will I ever stop chasing cars
Going no where
Like a lost child
Amused my its glare
Oh will I ever reach a place
Find a purpose Find my peace
Will I ever be whole again
Oh will I ever sleep
will I ever rest my head
Cause even when I close my eyes
My heart start racing
Terrified... of yesterday!
Oh and I keep chasing cars
Running toward the moving vans
And they curse And they glare
But still I run and run but go no where
And will I ever be satisfied
with my own mind
Will I ever find the will to draw my own path
Instead of this curse of just chasing cars
