Looking Up

Floating down the river
Picking up the pieces
Holding on to what I can
My feet are getting muddy
I'm sick and tired of fishing
Pick the water or the land

Yes I have a problem
Yes I plan to solve it
I am sitting in your hand
My head is getting dizzy
I'm sick and tired of wishing
I finally became a man

I go back to the golden days
I didn't know what I had in store
I saw so many open doors
But none that I was looking for
I go back to the center stage
This loves spills onto the floor
I heard a voice worth dying for
I found a life worth more

If you really listen
If you pay attention
You will see me on my knees
I'm here to find the worthless
To find all of the loveless
And bring their hearts to peace

I go back to the golden days
I didn't know what I had in store
I saw so many open doors
But none that I was looking for
I go back to the center stage
This loves spills onto the floor
I heard a voice worth dying for
I found a life worth more