Gaan

I wrote this song for an assignment this year. I have nothing else to post, so...

Why is it so hard?
Why does it sound so absurd?
Why can’t I just apologise,
I know I gotta pay my price…
But every time I try,
I break down and cry,
I get back to square one –
I start all over again.

Maybe there was a time,
When breathing seemed like some crime,
And I lived on my silent dreams…
Maybe there was a time,
When there was nothing so sublime –
So I lived on my silent dreams.
All those days have passed,
Things are good at last;
But I still haven’t got it right…
I know I am to blame,
I have nothing I wanna claim –
‘Cause I still haven’t got it right.

Every night I think –
Tomorrow when I blink,
The past will disappear
And so will my fears.
But why doesn’t it ever?
Why does it hint me to be braver?
I still live by my hope,
But I know I’ll never cope.
It’s just whatever I do
Whatever I hear
Whatever I see
I can’t hold back my tears.
Whatever I want
Whatever I know
Whatever I think
I can’t get up and go.

Maybe there was a time
When breathing seemed like some crime
And I lived on my silent dreams…
Maybe there was a time
When there was nothing so sublime
So I lived on my silent dreams.
All those days have passed
Things are good at last
But I still haven’t got it right
I know I am to blame
I have nothing I wanna claim
‘Cause I still haven’t got it right.

Why is it so hard?
Why does it sound so absurd?
Why can’t I just fix the wrong,
I know I gotta get along
But every time I try,
I break down and cry,
I get back to square one
I start all over again.

Maybe there was a time,
When breathing seemed like some crime,
And I lived on my silent dreams…
Maybe there was a time,
When there was nothing so sublime –
So I lived on my silent dreams.
All those days have passed,
Things are good at last;
But I still haven’t got it right…
I know I am to blame,
I have nothing I wanna claim –
‘Cause I still haven’t got it right.