I'm telling a story with no ending
She doesn't even rhyme
It makes me cringe
It's not this time
A storm is coming, the river's rising
And I'm quite afraid
Of uncertainty
Of what this will bring
Too many questions left answered
What did I do wrong?
I did what I could
I'm just not strong
Take me back to that place of safety
A place I used to know
Before I could walk
Seems so long along
I'm just like the man
Who built his house on sand
The rain came down
And he had to watch it fall
It came through the hall
With paper walls
The wind is howling, the waves are crashing
Up on the shore
I turn away
But it's hard to ignore
What I would give to know what I do now
A few years ago
I'm so unprepared
And It's too late now
I'm just like the man
Who built his house on sand
The rain came down
And he had to watch it fall
It came through the hall
With paper walls
I'm just like the man
Who built his house on sand
The rain came down
And he had to watch it fall
It came through the hall
With paper walls
Does this story get a happy ending?
The storm has passed
I'm safe in my room
So I guess I can last