My mind is clear and I'm struggling to sit words in a row
My ideas won't tell me where to go from here
So many times in my life I have been inspired
But times like these, though I try, all I feel is tired
I'm discontent, and is this not quite truly freedom?
Will they ever understand what I really mean?
Lost - What's the cost of the time that I've thrown away
So I could stand here and be how I appear today?
I wouldn't have it any other way
I wouldn't have it any other way
You've cut me down and you turn me around
So I'll remember my thoughts and dwell on what I have forgotten
You pick me up everyday, you still pull me closer
So times like these only one thing still comes to forethought
I wouldn't have it any other way
I wouldn't have it any other way
I wouldn't have it any other way
I wouldn't have it any other way