Devon Williams Right Direction
I've been thinking of the past.
There's a gauge and I never use it after.
So grey, so unhappy, wonder how it is it caught me.
A slow push in the right direction,
though I don't know why,
I didn't cut it up at the start.
I'm still hopeful of the future,
what I know now lets it shine less brightly.
One day we'll have children running through the house,
one day will there be less of a doubt.
A slow push in the right direction,
though I don't know why,
I didn't cut it up at the start.
No one will answer for you.
I throw away this envy, so long since I've been lonely.
A slow push in the right direction,
though I don't know why,
I didn't cut it up at the start.
