i've been trying hard to prove it but i'm not sure what it means
or who i'm offering proof to
or if it's what it seems
i'm begging for forgiveness, for what i don't know
but as the colors keep on changing i realize i've got to go
i've watched you seeking answers
looking for some kind of light
but you haven't found a thing yet to get you through the night
when it seems a door is closing it's hard not to look inside
someday you'll learn better
it's an instinct we all fight
what if we just left it here?
put our cards on the table and were true to our nature?
what's really stopping us is fear
it's the only thing keeping us from being sure
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