What am I suppose to say
When nothing goes my way.
How am I suppose to think
When my life is about to sink.
I know your eyes don’t shine with me.
You think that’s something I can’t see.
Where am I suppose to go,
If my heart can’t keep its flow.
You don’t see the worry you put me through.
I was hoping this time it would be true.
Nothing good ever lasts,
Because time passes way to fast.