I've tried to move on
I've tried to let go...

Some people want it all
From the cash to the clothes and the shoes...

Everywhere you gaze
There are people who have heard...

Reach out and touch your dreams
Hold them close and don't release...

White-knuckled hands gripping forsaken dreams
Restrict both heart and mind of being free...

I felt the decay
Like a fruit left too long on the tree...