Second place

Vers
Wednesday morning comes
and I’m still at home.
Not answering the phone.
I’m staying home alone.

Taking time of now
I have to try
and understand what’s true.
And figure out what I can do

Refr.
What gets to me is the uncertainty
not knowing what is wrong.
Not being all I can,
not knowing where I should belong.

I look at you and while I do
my feelings start to race.
I wonder where your thoughts are
if I’m down to second place.

Vers
Nothing comes  to mind.
Do I try to hard?
Is nothing there to find?
Or have I just gone blind?

Is there light outside
then I don’t see it.
Perhaps the sun just died
or found somewhere to hide.

Refr
Time is passing
but I’m still a bit confused.
My feelings tend to run the show
my mind’s not put to use.

So, still in bed,
I rest my head and dream of sweet success.
But nothing’s real and nothing’s true
I’m still stuck in this mess.

Vers
I’d really like to talk
but I’m too afraid
what questions might provoke.
So in fantasies I soak.

But it seems to me
that you also hide
when our charade subsides
and real world starts to slide.

refr
What gets to me is the uncertainty
not knowing what is wrong.
Not being all I can,
not knowing where I should belong.

I look at you and while I do
my feelings start to race.
I wonder where your thoughts are
if I’m down to second place.

I wonder where your thoughts are
if I’m down to second place.