So many questions that I have about this life
So little answers on questions
Though no one ever gave me a slight response
Maybe I ask too much in a two way sense
Still I feel I have the right to wonder
What keeps my mind spinning round

Someday
At least I will know my truth ... ...
There ll be no day
When you will tell me yours ... ...

Here is my truth, now tell me yours

Don t you ever think about the things that happen ?
Probably you let things passively fly by
You never consider searching for an answer
Shit happens is an easy way out for you
Easy come, easy go
We ll meet again when you ll hit the flow

Too many questions without answers