Looking through this keyhole, I see myself. 

Convictions of the future turn to doubt. 

That's when I have to realize that things aren't bad. 

I push on feeling I'm never going back. 



This keyhole inside my head 

Is where I feel I can't begin. 

Searching, searching deep inside, 

A meaning to you I will 

I will find. 

A meaning to you I'll find...today. 



Believing in my dreams is sure a start. 

Confronting all my fears is very hard.

Everything from school to you is landing on my head. Where can I begin?