Why is it when you look ahead,
you must also look behind?
To see how far you've traveled,
and if you can carry on.
When you dream you wake up startled,
of what you just have seen,
the darkness only darker,
and the danger even worse.
You always sit and see the sun rise,
and you wish that you could be there,
amidst the pink, the white, the yellow,
and you could finally fly away.
You wish that you could fly right home,
and be there in the warmth,
but in your heart you know the truth,
you're stuck, and you just can't fly away.
You just can't fly away...