In the shade where I hung my head
There was no place where I could fit in
So I ran away, never to return
And I found myself flat on my back again
I'll be fine"¦
And I'm throwing stones at a glass house
And I'm breaking bone to feel numb
Oh, will this house become a home?
I'll be fine, don't worry about me
In the night, I dream what I could have become
But these dreams feel like a waste of my time
Find me a map so I could fine where I am at
To start where I left off, and be the better man
This time"¦
I'll be fine"¦
And I'm leaving this all behind
And I'll take the step over the live
To replace the loss of time