I'm hoping for
A song that will come to me when i'm asleep
Because i can't lie
And so i can't write
Eyes in the dark
And it occurred to me that i have spent
My whole life
Starting over
Caught pining for the things that i could have been
I could have been a gold digger
I could have been a gunslinger
I could have been a little bigger
I could have been my own ringer
I could have been a pop singer
I could have been a pop singer
I could have been a pop singer
But what i am is the silence
I crawled into the spotlight
Cleared my throat and i closed my eyes
I sang a song that i didn't like
I sang a song that i didn't like
And i was left in the long night
I hoped to god that i wouldn't die
Before i gave it an honest try
Now i try
And i try
And try
To recall a little white light
Put me back into my right mind
I dig a hole and see what i can find
I dig a hole and see what i can find
I've been burying my whole life
Beneath the lie that it looks like
Beneath the song that i didn't write
Beneath the song that i didn't write
I crawled into the spotlight
And in my state i was a sorry sight
I sing a song 'til i get it right
I sing a song 'til i get it right