I followed your path as you always told me,
And now I am lost not knowing who to be,
With waves that drown me,
With winds that blow me,
I really don't know what changed,
But seems to me as if everything is renamed.
Can't decide what is right and what is wrong,
Can't be stuck in this place for too long.
Hope, you say we should live upon,
But what will happen when all hope is gone?
Will you then ask me to learn to cope?
Or will you give me another dose of hope?
You are now gone, and I stand alone,
Looking at the past, and longing for home,
You taught me the best you can, this I know,
But now I stand still, not sure of where to go.
Are you looking down at me?
Are you proud of who I become to be?
Should I make them follow my path?
Or should I teach them how to be a blast?
