Lost
Let the angels talk through me while I strum my estranged guitar.
I know I’ve been lost lately but I promise I’m not too far.
I love the way you look when you gaze up at the stars.
How your eyes fill with wonder, I see you for who you are.
I haven’t been myself lately, and I’m trying to figure it out.
They say that life aint easy, but they don’t tell you how.
I know that I’m young and naive, but that doesn’t make me better.
I wish someone would have warned me that sometimes pain lasts forever.
I watch the ocean chase the shore, over and over again.
As I go round and round inside my head, remembering every sin. ©
