I'm afraid to make choices,
and afraid to let go,
but if i don't take chances,
than I'll never know,
how it feels to fly,
so I'm giving it a try,
I'm afraid to say it's over,
and to start moving on,
for the thought of no forever,
leaves me helpless and undone,
so it's time to take the leap,
breath the air in so deep,
spread my wings and fly,
and leave everything behind,
it's not gonna be easy,
but it's the way things have to be,
I'm afraid it will all be over,
six months gone so fast,
left in the memories,
that now become our past,
but i can't predict the future,
or think about the way things were,
time is my own worst enemy,
now becoming a part of me,
moving forward now knowing whats to come,
putting broken pieces together and watching them come undone,
i guess if you don't jump,
than you'll never learn how to fly
