I've been thinking,
way too hard,
and i've been a wanderin'
way too far.
Searching the heavens,
for magical words
and a tune to sail my,
ship of thoughts.
I've been cooking now,
this stew of life
And for a while now,
its been piping hot.
and I've been wondering,
If it really is,
So damn hard to,
get this right.
oh wont something just pass me by,
good enough to make my guitar cry,
or wont somebody help me along,
and help me write my overdue song.
I've tried so many,
so many times,
But it always seems to,
evade my mind.
It no good to eat a
half baked cake,
and no good to sing my,
undone song.
But even as i say this,
I start to wonder,
I start re thinking,
over and over.
Have i just proven,
myself wrong?
Have i just written,
my over due song?
oh wont something just pass me by,
good enough to make my guitar cry,
or wont somebody help me along,
and help me write my overdue song.
