Waiting
Hoping
Hiding
From what I lost
Chasing
What I don't want
What did I do wrong
I could've been the one to
Fall short, time again
I could never stand
With feet made to trample
I'm running away
Holding
Back for
A time I knew
Never enough
I said it once before
I used a good example
Of what this could be
I could never stand
With feet made to trample
I'm running away