come right down to it. how do i accept the gift ?
does it matter if i exist. i thought about it…for awhile i’ve been in limbo.
i still wonder if it’s down there with my soul ? if it’s down there in my soul ?
still…i’ll be waiting all my life…waiting for the role that’s just right .
i am wondering, can’t seem to think of myself. these people are talking
and talking means they’re playing in my head.
i’ve been wondering if possible that we can forgive ourselves of our past
these people are hungry and hunger feeds on the heart.
if it’s down there with my soul… is it down there in my soul ?
i am the fabric from my mother. i am the fabric from friends.
i have now the fabric from my lover…that will take me to the end.
and i’ll be waiting all my life…i will be waiting all my life.
because i’m not supposed to be here…i’m not supposed to be.