I am all alone and standing small in a field seeming opposition
and I know it’s late but I can feel I can feel my intuition.
And its here- here where I ‘m standing so small
and its here- here where I thought that I could have it all.
A circle casts around the moon it reminds me of your eyes
Staring fogged around the outside
But inside you see right through
Through me- here where I ‘m standing so small
and its here- here where I thought that I could have it all.
And as I walk alone at night the moon completes it’s day
waxing waning changing shape and its trying to stay whole.
And it’s here- here where I see me changing
And it’s here- here where I turn to look back at my journey
So far…so far…how did I get here?
So far… And it’s here- here where I see me changing
And it’s here- here where I finally have a sence of being …whole.