There's less colors than there used to be
And less time there is ahead of me
Can't help thinking that the bad I've done
Is paying off in pain that I receive
There's less flowers in the field of dreams
There's less passion now inside of me
Why should I try if I have to tie
Myself to misery?
Everybody is preoccupied
With living their own life
Depending on my light
So why am I in the dark?
Why am I in the dark?
How can I see
How to be better than
I used to be?
Can a person change?
Or do we just stay the same?
There's less stars above than nights before
But more bottles from the liquor store
If I drown in whisky brown
Maybe then I could be at peace
There's less hope inside than I once had
Dropping the optimist from seasons past
How can I cheer if every year
I lose myself to fear?
Everyone is running their race
While I'm staying in place
Spotlight on my shame
So why am I in the dark?
Why am I in the dark?
How can I see
How to be better than
I used to be?
My reflection begs for change
He's screaming "get out the way"