i see that winter has come early to your house and left a 
frost upon your grounds i should be stretched out in the 
sun but something pulls me back to now i want to raise my 
muddy face want you to pull me out when i came around you 
were the richest man in the world i used your name as my 
password but just when i was getting used to the back of 
your head you threw the race, stole the taste out of my 
winning i want to trade, give you my back, and watch you 
walk right out i want to fade, take back the past, and 
turn it inside out who am i to question fate but only 
fatalists settle and i won't sit here idly by and watch 
you idle we're supposed to vanish in time but i've been 
blinking to keep you in focus if it's my turn to shine i 
close my eyes, i make a wish