Can't cry it all away.

I don't know where I'm at, I'm standing at the back and I'm tired of waiting.. I'm waiting here in line, I'm hoping that I will find what I've been chasing.


I'm not ready to let go 'cause then I'd never know what I could be missing. But I'm missing way too much, so when do I give up what I've been wishing for?


I'm going down, down, down.. I can't find another way around and I don't wanna hear the sound of losing what I never found.


I shot for the sky, I'm stuck on the ground; so why do I try? I know I'm gonna fall down.. I thought I could fly, so why did I drown? I will never know why it's coming down, down, down..