things i thought i needed
would make me so happy
and yet
out of reach
they make me so blue
perhaps it'd be nice
to let go
of all these things
you thought you needed
would make me so happy
and yet
out of reach
they make me so blue
perhaps it'd be nice
to let go
of all these things
you thought you needed
teetering on the edge
of everything and nothing
i was there and back again
when everything became too much
i found solace
in you
of everything and nothing
i was there and back again
when everything became too much
i found solace
in you