eyes wide, on the open sky
looking out, looking back, looking forward for something
a place, a time; another life: a memory
but its gone, so far away
in the middle of the night, i am wide awake
so many times, i wish i'd stayed
forever doubting the choices i've made
a thousand times along the way
i've let some other fill these hazy days
should i be worried, should i be sad?
that it's these lonely dreams i always have
maybe someday
maybe someday
maybe someday
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