How do you jump when you're afraid to fall?
How do you say, "I'm all in"
after you've already lost it all.

How can you want the picture of perfection
When the last dream you had left you in
complete devastation.

How can you love yourself..
when all you do is let yourself down?
How can you be mad no one cares...
if you don't make a sound?

How can you come to hate the dance
when Garth Brooks said it beautifully..
"Our lives are better left to chance?"

When there's hopeful lyrics from a favorite song
"Life is ours, we live it our way.."
You find yourself lost in agony singing along

Because your life is not yours..
you're not truly living.
You're stuck in your head,
always dreaming.

Like that in a song of country roads
taking you home..
We all just want to be happy being our selves
in the place where we belong.