She lost herself when the meds kicked in Staring at a chair where her folks had been All she wanted to tell them was: "I'm alright." It's late, and a stillness hangs on her wall As the last orderly moves slowly into the night
And a song that she used to know, from a pocket radio And it floats from the floor above; song she used to love Reminds her of the time when she had any place to go
Is this time? Is it all I've got? (She thinks) Is this life? Is it all I've got? That you could walk away and leave me with something I can't fight, yeah This thing has got a hold of me and all my Saturday... all my Saturday nights
She thinks to herself, I'll hide them underneath my tongue In the moment she's aware of what she won't become When she feels herself slipping, she whispers: "I'm alright." The ceiling reflects headlights coming over the hill She's lying on her back, and she's perfectly still She knew they'd come back for her, but they fade out of sight
If you're out there listening, you know what I'm missing They took time; oh, it was mine I want my life back, I want my life back
Is this time? Is it? Is this life? Is it? Is this time? Is it all I've... all I've got, all I've got? I could stumble across this hall; I could find my way... find my way back home