In the city my mind's a mess
No room to think, too fucking stressed
It's hard to stop when you're obsessed
Careful what I say, everyone's
So quick to judge me
This kind of support
Isn't doing much for me
I need a chance to think straight
Take some time to contemplate
All the questions in my head
Sometimes I get so caught up
I need to stop before I lose touch
And let my chances pass me by
Without feelings compromised
Without feeling so confined
With the city far behind
Now I've left it all behind
At least I've got my peace of mind
I always knew I'd have to leave some day
In the distance I can see the cars pass,
And garbage and broken glass trail out into the bay
Thinking about what I want to do
With no one to tell me
Dreams can't come true
I know they never will if I don't try
Sometimes I get so caught up
I need to stop
Before I lose touch
And let my chances pass me by