On My Way To Better Days
Countless days and countless nights,
Bus rides, train rides, as each day goes by,
I'd be right there by my mother's bedside,
It brought sleepless nights, and wondering days,
Wondering when wills this nightmare be over,
When will I wake out of this dream?
When will I rid myself of this misery?
I feel trapped in another world where there's no way out,
A lost soul wondering, a lost soul seeking,
What is left here for me to do?
From what hasn't been felt, what hasn't been seen,
What hasn't been heard, what hasn't been told,
So I as fall deeper and deeper,
I am wishing that it will all come to an end,
Some day, some day soon, so I sit and I pray,
I am on my way to better days.
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