My way
Waiting to be the natural me I guess that is when ill be what i want to be long hrs of confusion and mess its time i collect it all and worry a bit less its time i live my life i see my dream its time i unleash wats left within me unseen i guess the winds besides me shiver me at times that is when the world doesnt seem to rhyme how long will i drift along the bay if i dont carve a path its here ill stay higher i want to rise but whats high is not precise no more do i want to stray its time to ride to the future.....my way