Looking back at the past,
A lot has changed,
I remember my eyes were so blue,
They could look like the ocean,
Now with all the pain I've had in my life,
They just look as grey as the clouds,
During the storm,
No body has heard my screams for help,
No body has heard my cries for freedom,
I'm stuck outside of this window,
Seeing everyone else happy,
And than there's me,
Every crack on this window,
Reminding me of a time I thought I was happy,
But wasn't truly happy,
Waking up next to no one,
Knowing it's just a dream for me to have that,
That eventually I was going to find you
