Everyone I know is moving on
I've been stuck here way too long
I am hanging off a cliff by my fingertips

I am holding onto a single thread
And I have to say
I'm losing my grip

It hurts so much to hold onto
It hurts so much to let go


Growing up, looking back
I try to push myself
Make the blood run through my body

Wish that I could take things slow but my heart is in my throat
Every breath is a sigh that only covers the top of my lungs
Despite how brief life is

I've been here too long
I'm worn but my impatience will have the outcome of the patient


Only time will tell if the clocks are really ticking
If all roads lead to home,
only time will tell if the clocks are really ticking

If I let go, will I be lead home?