I don't know where I'm at
I'm standing at the back and I'm tired of waiting.
Waiting here in line,
hoping that I'll find what I've been chasing.


I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground, so why do I try  - I know I'm gonna fall down
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown  - I'll never know why it's coming down


Not ready to let go
Cause then I'd never know what I could be missing.
But I'm missing way to much
so when I do give up what I've been wishing for..