You ran down the street
And I felt I was crawling
You saved yourself
And still I was falling

I reached the bottom
Still can't find my way out
I'm sitting here in the dirt
Wondering what it's all about

The greatest thing to consider
Or the greatest of my possible fears
Is that this is as good as it gets
And these are just wasted years

That I sit here pining
Wishing something more could be
But the sad reality is
There is nothing more for me

That the things I want
Are simply meant for everyone else
But what could I give the world
When I have nothing to give myself?

I'm maybe just one of those
That never find their way home
And in the same way I was born
I'll simply die alone