People come to me
and expect me to tell them what's wrong...

I sit here and wonder
how everything happened...

I sit here in the rain
With nothing but a razor...

I forgive you,
Despite all you have done...

If only I was able,
If only I knew...

What if I could open my eyes?
I would open my eyes to the new life before me...

I wish,
I could fly...

I wonder,
When did God create life...

Why is the sky always called blue
When it is red or purple or green...

Have you ever noticed
When the sky is blue instead of gray...

I go through my day
Fading, fading...

I sit and await the day
When I can be free...