I often wonder what this feeling's about
When nothing seems to go right
Think that there is a crutch to bring me out
To make things feel more bright
It may be for a while, 'till I'm back down
Then the load becomes so much more
Life becomes more rough and confused
And I give up hope
But the one way that I can get it back
Is to write myself a song (write myself a song)
A song that brings these thoughts out
So, that I can see where I'm on
It tells my enemy what I feel
When the band begins to play (band begins to play)
And my mind begins to unwind
And the people hear me sing
All I need is a place to write and I don't need anymore
Fill my worldly fantasies and my head begins to twirl
People say I try too hard but they don't know when I pray
A crowd of eager listeners, as I play my songs on stage
When I have a chance to make or break
You know I'll be right there (know I'll be right there)
I keep myself together writing, in hope that I might hit
I'll write some songs to bring you up
And then some to reflect (then some to reflect)
But I'll keep trying 'til I make it
And I won't stop 'til I succeed
All I need is a place to write and I don't need anymore
Fill my worldly fantasies and my head begins to twirl
People say I try too hard but they don't know when I pray
A crowd of eager listeners
A crowd of eager listeners as I play my songs on stage