my head's playing games againni give you the benefit of the doubtnand at the end of the dayni'm the only one who's withoutnit's an ongoing battlenin my heart and my headnit kills me every timeni cry myself to sleep in bednlet's not even mentionnnone of this is knownnand by the time he realizes itnwe'll both be old and grownni just want a one way ticketni wanna leave this behindncan't we take a walk?nwill you help me clear my mind?nit's all so conventionalnshow up and learnnbut my soul is on the other endnand instead I yearnnto find the right wordsnto find the right timeni have waited all these yearsnon a nonexistent signnthat's been leading me downna path that is unknownna trail of tears behind meni want to reap what i've sownni've planted careful lovenin a hostile terrainnand it hasn't grownnfrom all this falling rainni've been persistentnin covering it all upnnow that she loves younmy life's a half empty cupnbut i hope no one expectsnfor me to give upni'll never be satisfiednuntil i have your non fiction touch