I wanna leave all of my things out on the road
Because where I'm going I don't need them anymore
I wanna shake the hand of the one who takes it all away
Look him straight in the face and have nothing I need to say
Why do I seem to stick to everything
Except the things part of the light that I used to see
Why do I hold them so close to me
When I know damn well that it's just a fantasy
I wanna stand straight up against the wind
And plant my roots deep down within
I wanna break off these chains so I can be free
They've been on so long I've forgot they weren't a part of me
Why do I seem to stick to everything
Except the things part of the that light I used to see
Why do I hold them so close to me
When I know damn well that it's just a fantasy
I wanna know without a doubt that you are there
Because if I do, nothing else would compare
I would smile wide and leave it all behind
Because after that, there would be nothing left to find
Why do I seem to stick to everything
Except the things part of the light that I used to see
Why do I hold them so close to me
When I know damn well that it's just a fantasy