Same

Didn’t think that it would make me wonder That’s the way I tend to be You found a better way to steal my thunder In a momentary dream Where all the lights attempt to free my weight I’m running dry If only I could stay the same And I can’t sing ordinary things I think in the morning I’m willing to proceed Blinded, branded Something else that I wish she said Finding something beautiful when I make my bed So is it failing? Nothing left to bring I think in the morning I’m willing to proceed But if I can’t pick a lane For many more melodies Then it’s a bad comedy It never occurred to me I didn’t think that it would make me wonder