I wake up most days
you're somewhere in my mind
I look around,
you're nowhere to find.
I step outside
to breathe the air
and get lost looking
in a thousand yard stare
[c]
This could be,
the one true story.
Living life
without no worries.
This could be
the one true story
finding out
what it means to me
I've gotta live
with the life in front of me,
to find the joy
beneath these feet.
The air is foggy
'cause you're not here yet,
but I stay hopeful
then I choose to forget.
[c]
I'm finding my pace
I'm my best friend,
I'm finding my grace
with no need to a-mend,
I'm the man
I want to be,
you might not be here
and I'm still free.
[c]
Waitin’ on
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