If there's sence in this world,
Through the insanity,
Through the chaos,
Show me.
I'll listen,
I'll follow,
Just take me where there's no tomorrow.
I'll be by your side,
So tell me why,
It took a step to grow,
Immature just goes for show,
And the clouds white like snow,
Lead me to the concreate,
On the road.

If there's control in this world,
Through serene beauty,
Through divinity,
Please show me.
I'll step,
I'll take,
Just fly me off to neverland.
I'm by your side,
So tell me why,
It took a glance to grow,
It took a chance to show,
And the clouds white like snow,
Lead me to the concreate,
On the road.

And I know it takes time,
To grow wings and teach them to fly,
But evidently,
The world so madly,
Loves to play this game.
A game you can never win.

So tell me why,
Mountains take time to grow,
If they eventaully erode,
And the clouds white like snow,
Lead me to the concreate,

Oh, I know this isn't perfect,
Take a chance,
It's worth it,
And the clouds white like snow,

Lead me to the concreate road.

-Hmmm...o.o-