Sun

Im a mess, I guess.
Its what I asked for, its what I needed.
Well, you know me better than that,
or at least you did and something happened.
But once again somethings happened.
The confidence you held in us is the rope we almost hung ourselves with.
At times I wonder if we really took the steps to break right through it.
I know that there were better days, but to see the light and to feel the rays.
Life was always back and forth and we were idling or making useless progress.
Waiting for the rain to stop.
Destination: beautiful.
Seems that Im still waiting for the sun.
Someday will come back to us, if youre willing let it go.
Why wont you just let this be your sun?
It seems like yesterday we had the world our way.
But some day were heading for destruction.
Ill ask you What in the world should we do?
This light is green our break is through.
Are we not trying or are we trying too hard?
Well, you know I never want to miss,
I hold on tight and reminisce.
But its bittersweet to me.
When time stands still as its trapped inside
the letterbox you gave back to me.
But Im the one who keeps on reading.
But Im the one who wants to let it go.
Im the first to speak.
Youre the last to know.
Another scene that were creating,
I need to know if were still making useless progress.