Staring, wishfully and waiting for
A call I won’t receive
And I reminisce on the days where our minds were free to wander from worry

It’s so hard to be lost, or
To hope to find the cause of
All my insecurities are buried in my daydreams
And that’s all that I could find
When I was last in your mind
And if you think of me at all

Cast out left set aside my mind it runs but left out to dry, alone

It’s so hard to be lost, or
To hope to find the cause of
All my insecurities are buried in my daydreams
And that’s all that I could find
When I was last in your mind
And I’ll conjure up a way
To face another day
Without you