the trouble is
i'll kick and scream before i try
and not remember that i will die
because i'm happily asleep
and i still don't understand
i think i've met myself before
but i shut my eyes and closed the door
now all i do is sleep
and i still don't understand
the trouble is i've lost myself
the trouble is i can't find my way
i'm standing here and i'm all alone
and what i know i don't understand
i don't know how and i don't know when
i saw the path and felt the end
i walked away and did not fight
(and) now i see the fading light
and all i have is this one day
this one moment is the only way
but all i do is sleep
and i still don't understand
the trouble is ...
