When you have the time

You're just distraught and divine

Somewhere over that rainbow where was my pot of gold?

It doesn't exist, I've been told


Just turn around

What are you good for

I'm helpless and bound

When I'm walking through that door

I'm always holding back on your life


Some people like all of us

Are ones we cannot love and trust

Now get rid of that feeling

When we were all that we had

It's not even really that sad


Just stop (What you're doing)

And be (Always with me)

The headline reads

"The search is off"

For that… which is lost…

It's not meant to be.


When you have the time

You're never distraught and divine

Without all it I got by

You were my favorite lie