Waiting here in line, hoping that I'll find what I've been chasing.
I shot for the sky but I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try, I know I'm gonna to fall down
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
Never know why it's coming down, down, down....
Not ready to let go cause then I'd never know what I could be missing
But I'm missing way too much so when do I give up what I've been wishing for.
So why do I try, I know I'm gonna to fall down....