Walking

Mind.in.a.box

I'm walking.
I'm walking.

I don't know for how long,
Maybe I was really wrong.

I'm walking.

I'm sad, so terribly sad.
I'm grieving about the things I had.
I'm sad, so terribly sad.
I simply can't see the road ahead.

I'm walking.

Don't care where it will end,
My pain a powerful torrent.

I'm walking.

My feet carry me,
But still I'm anything but free.

I'm walking.
I'm walking.
I'm walking.

I'm sad, so terribly sad.
I'm grieving about the things I had.
I'm sad, so terribly sad.
I simply can't see the road ahead.
I'm sad, so terribly sad.
But I can't say that I'm still afraid.

I'm sad, so terribly sad.
I'm grieving about the things I had.
I'm sad, so terribly sad.
I simply can't see the road ahead.

I'm sad, so terribly sad.
I'm grieving about the things I had.
I'm sad, so terribly sad.
But I can't say that I'm still afraid.