There lie your dreams out on the floor.
People stepping on them just like before.
You try so hard to just live your life.
White picket fence, the perfect wife.
The more you try, the more you fail.
Seems like it’s all to no avail.
You chase the one you love.
But will she ever be enough?
So you get broken, bruised and beaten down.
But still you don’t reveal a frown.
You chased the one you love.
But didn’t get her, you had enough.
And is it al worth it?
This ‘perfect’ life you chase.
Has come back and hit you right in your face.
And it’s sad – the dreams you had of destiny.
Has all come true, except the one about me…